Nothing to do with maplestory. Just tell me your opinions.
What makes someone a hero
Is nothing really new,
It’s something deep inside of him,
The leader coming through.
We read of heroes all the time,
And see them on T.V.
They’ve got flashy names like Superman
With x-ray eyes to see.
But how about some other guys,
Who aren’t printed in our books?
They haven’t got the flashy suits
And the hero-kind of looks.
There’s the guy that works all week,
Each day to town and back,
But gets up early on Saturday
To build our Pinewood track.
There’s the lady who with lots of kids
Must solve each hurt and fight,
But takes the time to make the plans
For flower sales, Blue & Gold, and Science Overnight.
And there’s the lady who works real hard
To sort our badges out.
She makes sure we get what’s earned,
To show what scouting’s all about.
Then there’s the guy who works downtown,
He scarcely sees the sun,
But he takes the time to fill the forms,
Meet with us, and be sure our pack will run.
There’s the lady on the PTA,
With scarcely time to spare,
Who did our dues and membership
And planned a banquet rare.
And the lady who took the time
For monsters, mummies, and ghosts.
She made for us a Halloween Party
Worthy of our boasts.
There’s the Tiger lady
Who gave us much to learn.
She showed for us Special Olympics
So we could do our good turn.
Then there’s the Tiger mom
Who set up Toys for Tots,
And the guy who helped the Chess Club go,
They helped us lots and lots.
And what about our ACMs
With their cheers and games and song?
They work real hard to make it fun,
With them we can’t go wrong.
Let’s not forget the time it takes,
And all the effort, work, and fuss,
For our Den Leaders every week
To bring scouting home to us.
They and their Assistants
We really have to thank,
They make scouting fun for us
And help us earn our rank.
But how about ALL the busy parents
Who really show they care?
To pack and den and outings too,
They find some way to get us there.
Though their lives are busy,
With jobs and home and yard,
They somehow find the time for scouting,
Even when it’s hard.
Now out of all these people,
Not one can crash through walls,
They have no x-ray vision,
And they don’t stand ten feet tall.
But all of them are heroes,
I want you all to know.
Against the odds they gave and cared,
And helped us all to grow.
So when you go to bed tonight,
And dream of heroes true,
Be sure to give some thought tonight
That Mom and Dad are heroes too.
~GTA tell me what you think
*claps, whistles, waves a giant finger signalling #1* w000t! i agree!
wow, this is a really nice poem.
i like it~ much better than mine >w<
Thanks. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I apoligize but this poem has been, stolen.
link
See for yourself, and I’m quite disappointed with many writers who choose to copy rather than have a drop of creativity running through their veins,
O________O wow ^
Umm. That poem is by me O.o I sent it in when I was at camp.
LOL (gta) that is funny x]
anyways, gta, can you review mines and comment on it >< i wanna see if it’s even worth reading to ppl. doesnt seem so right now @.@ becus i only got 2 commnets out of so many views
Long live GTA. My poem i wrote in camp. YES
WOOT! Excellent and very true, !
I suggest an award!
WOOT! YOUR NUMBER 1!
*puts up sign to cheer or else they die* NOW CHEER EVERYONE!
it was good, but i dont get the title of ur blog: the perfection,
shouldnt it be like heros or something
or maybe im stupid and dont get the meaning o.0
this is a copyrighted poem already, i believe. . .
Its not copyright. I sent in the poem. You can even contact the author the message will be sent to me.
its my poem lol