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A Different Kind of Hero

Different Hero Sister Zehra Laljiani delivers a heartfelt poem about that special hero in our lives whom we often tend to forget.

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A shadow drifted above me
As I lay in the sand.
No one was there
To lend me a hand.
I gazed around in wonder
Through the blackness of night.
Not a soul bypassed
So I trembled with fright.
Then someone approached
And helped me to my feet.
I stared up at this stranger.
My heart began to beat.
Above me stood my mother
Her eyes were filled with pleas.
I stepped forward and embraced her.
For she is a hero to me.
Without her, life is dark
The future is a blur.
My life would be a shatter
Had it not been for her.

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