Beyond His Mask: A Hero's Legacy

A hero under disguise, my father stood tall,

A role model and inspiration, through it all.

Two sides to his nature, like the morning sun,

Good and bad intertwined, his lessons had just begun.

With gentle hands, he crowned me princess fair,

But wisely knew, a warrior's spirit lay hidden there.

So he withheld his sheltering wings, let storms draw near,

To temper my heart, like steel forged in fire and fear.

His tough love transformed me, from delicate to bold,

Equipped me to face the world, young and cold.

He taught me to discern, the true from the fake,

To see behind the masks, the wickedness that would sneak.

A smile could hide deceit, a laugh conceal pain,

He showed me how to read hearts, and discern love from vain.

Though scars remain, his intention pure and bright,

I see his reflection in myself, a warrior in flight.

With gratitude, I acknowledge his guiding hand,

Confident to face life's challenges, in this promised land.

Lucky am I, to call him father, my hero true,

His legacy lives on, forever shining through.