A Hero's Story; My Hero

There once was a time, when I fell into someone else's crime,

when I was used and abused like a fool,

only worth it when they got something from me to feel,

only used when I was usable like a tool,

when hurt was seeming to be all that could be, when I was just a healer, not a feeler,

because I was the one with the heart of gold with the love so bold,

that I could take their broken pieces and hold them in my chest,

to mold a new heart for them to feel their best,

but they were so cold that they would fold and hide the part that I thought was mine, and just run around breaking mine every time,

when I went from healing their hearts with my own heart that I impart,

they were out there ripping my heart apart,

and breaking every word they ever said from the start,

my heart was put in a blender, they had the finger that hit start,

But here came a Hero, here to raise me above zero,

a sister to a brother,

a best friend to become family, someone who believed in me,

someone who raised me up higher than anything I ever thought I could be,

someone who made time and put effort into me,

someone who made me feel like I really was important, to them,

because of the way they set things aside and made time for me,

so many times people are busy, too busy to ever talk to me,

but not my new found friend, my newly chosen sister,

she never made excuses not to talk to me, she never told me she was busy,

she just replied when she could, which was often and nearly instantly,

most of the times it was instant, but even if it was not, I knew the intent, she cared,

she had no reason to resent, she was my gift to uplift me to the present,

she was the one with everything I ever sent, the love I gave that she would save,

the heart she molded, and held it in hers like gold,

the brother she made me to be to see her daughter born into the world,

and helping to name such a angel of grace, a princess to never be without a uncle,

as I was made to be,

the uncle for the daughter of the girl I call sister,

who saved me,

Before she found me, I was broken and shattered, scattered and crumbled,

but as my life tumbled, she grabbed hold, saw the tears in my eyes as they rolled,

saw the reason to cry, and asked me to fly, told me there was a reason why,

showed me that I had wings if I believed in those things,

told me that I deserved to have the world beneath me as I soar the sky as I fly in the clouds so high, and that I should have no reason not to stand tall mighty and high,

told me she was sorry I felt like death was all that was dealt and all I was worth,

not much of any wealth, but my health,

was something she cared and nurtured,

she matured me and showed me her loving nature, she believed the man I could be, believed in me, and saw me as a man, when none other would even look at me,

she helped me stand, formed the footing I now plant, showed me all what is planned,

that I had all this land, all at the top of my mind, all the reason to grind,

all the power to empower me, all the grip and my wit,

all in my hand,

Now she is still my sister, and my best friend my Bestie, My Sisti,

my family and my reason to be blessed in life when she used her ability to save me, Just by saying; "how could you do this and leave me, how could you leave me without my brother, how can you leave kylie without her uncle, don't you love us? Is it not worth it for us? Are we not worth enough to be worth saving your life? Staying?"

I Was Wanted, Needed, And Loved.

Truthfully Saving Me, Because It Truly Saved Me. It was worth everything to survive, its everything I thrive,

it is the stride in my walk with that pride as I talk,

and its the passion in my heart and the reason why I climb, because the world,

has no ladder high enough to stop me from climbing higher, no matter how tough, there is nothing that would make me gladder, than how glad I am that I had her,

that I had her there for me right in time,

just in time to save this pathetic life that was mine,

And that is why I have always said and stay to say, that to remember that day,

to remember the friend who showed me that I was worth enough, for her to save,

that she wanted me there and needed me to stay, and was proven by the way,

the way she stayed in my messages almost every day,

our record, a 2 year timeframe, without missing a god damn day, now that...

That is a friendship to praise, for the days she said she needed me,

to the days she needed me really, and the day she gave birth to my beautiful niece, remembering how she was still messaging me while 9cm dilated, ready to pop,

still so excited and wanting me to be a part, of such a blessing, a magical moment, A magical moment that I get to be inpart, a moment that means more than allot,

Never has anyone made me feel so important on such a vastly huge,

and memorable magical day, no one has ever made me feel magic quite that way,

no one has ever made me feel like I was such a big part of their life,

like she did on that very day,

and as the tears rolled from my eyes with the happiness I was finally able to realize,

that I had a reason to live and a reason to fight,

I had a sister who needed me and a niece to see and watch her grow,

a niece to have the uncle all nieces and nephews wish they had,. a uncle,

who was there since day one, and would never leave,

a uncle better than any prize that could ever be won,

because of the priceless precious miracle, when I see her eyes...

That is my niece, and thank you for giving me a Princess, my very first niece,

thank you my Sister, for bringing meaning to life,

for this Mister.

The rest, Is part of History, Part of My future, and my Destiny,

It was prophecy Destined to be, a future made for Me.

My Eternity in Divinity,

Definitively,

Eternal,

That is why, I honor her with the Idea I had, the thing that I have kept in mind,

the thing I hope to one day find, the thing that I want to do more than anything,

to show her the meaning of how happy I am and how I am glad,

of her life and meaning to me, and the reason why I appreciate her so much,

to show her thanks and to honor her in the same,

to have my own miracle some day with her name,

and name my first born daughter after my Hero,

the girl who saved my life...

To My Very Own Hero Jenna May Anderson Scott,

I hope to one day have a daughter of my own, to name after you,

and her name shall be:

"Jennabelle Hero Reimer",

A Miracle Named Hero

Poetry Written By:

PeoplesPoetryProject

PPP aka ~Troyce D. Reimer

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