Friday, January 20, 2012

The Hero

He is my superhero.  My protector.

He rescues me from monsters and bad cars.

  With his cape and monster tractor he chases them away and tells me I'm safe.

And after the monsters are gone and the bad cars vanquished, he looks up at me, holds his arms up high, and says, "Mommy, I want you."

Then it's my turn to be the hero.

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