There's not a single day
That you'd come home
Without wearing  
A smile on your face.
I would hurriedly run
Towards the front door
And eagerly reach
For one of your hands.
As it pressed upon my
Sweaty forehead
Filled with naive thoughts
And childish games.
I felt the warmth in it
Like a tireless contraption
Ready to twist and turn
And push and pull.
You'd effortlessly brush off
The dirt from your shoes
And quickly remove your socks
So you can walk around the house.
You'd gladly embrace mother
And greet my brother and sisters
Almost like you've returned
From a wonderful vacation.
But now I finally realize
You've been coming home
From the daily battles of life
Emerging as an undefeated victor.
You are the unsung hero
Whose stories I'm proud to tell,
Whose resolve is unparalleled,
Whose love is beyond compare.