My hero is the writer
who sits with grand wisdom
bringing light inside shadow of my heart.

The one who scribes their life expedition
to document their valuable finds.

My hero is the sage who whispers in dead of night
to comfort eyes on sleepless eve.

The one who is a gift even if they never know it.

My hero is a wordsmith,
the one who corrals great thoughts
to pen upon fertile minds.

The one I meet in mind
to dance with on a highway of verse.