My Hero...

My Hero..

Very alike.. but not so noticable... i know the root for my character...my ambition... my possessiveness.. its all from my Root.. My Dad!.. My Hero!! A blank book.. highly ambitious.. my role model.. though at times troble arriseses... moods down.. upset .. i just know it some how .. the king above all will make his way to speak to me.. i knew that today .. realized only today .. he makes his way to me.. when i was sent to earth .. i was landed at those fine arms.. although it was dark .. he lit the fine bright candle lights.. although the roads for me were old and not tarred.. he tarred them for me to walk on.. gave me protection for my feet to walk on that road.. the path way was crowed.. he lifted me up so i could see the world without the distraction of the crowd.. among all i have meet.. i am the most lucky one to land on those hands... 'he' is my Hero!! My Dad! The Wind Beneat My Wings!!