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Oct 2018
Somewhere, some of us know a Superman.
In most boys lives that title belongs to your dad.

The one that built things out of nothing.
With no plans to guide him he got things up and running.

Might not have x-ray vision but he had that stare.
Just one firm look mainly made you aware not to upset him.

That man who stood on the school bus stop with you.
Protected other parents kids like they are his own.
Constantly reminding you to not get out of line because you have grown.

Might not have the letter "S" upon his chest or placed his hands upon his hips.

But you came to remembering Superman by the things he did.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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