A Father's Strength Amidst War

I always dreamed I'd one day fly. A cape and mask up in

the sky. But now I'm grounded, firm and tall. A dad they

trust to catch their fall. There is a war outside our door.

Missiles shaking roof and floor. The world explodes in fiery sound. And bodies crumble

to the ground. But in their eyes I'm strong and true. No storm can

shake what I must do. Through every blast and siren's cry. I hold them

close and reach the sky. I wear a calm,

unshaken face. Pretend the fear has left no trace. They must believe