to the tall men here on earth and those gone far too soon
it seems they have a club of sorts too cool for this buffoon
they have a way of play with words and get away with so much more
we spend our life looking up to them like a knight with shield and sword
even when they stray and sway and stay away for far too long
the good they do that they do do well outweighs the sin and the wrong
of all the tall men that I have known
I've of most through this my life
their courage tests by day and night
and as they should they somehow withstood
their own tasks and strife
some did teach and I did learn
while some stepped in to bless me
others just kept quietly by
and while I wept they listened
put out a hand or steel hard hug
a fealty friend tween me and thug
all with faith and hope and love
some of those great big gentle gents
were no taller than my sis
suffered through despair and pain
were tossed about but did not wane
taught me lessons no more important than this
love your creator your family and your self
try not to be too cruel or dull or put your morals on any shelf
they are heroes to my heart
how can I achieve their awesome feats or the distance that they throw
dads and sons and brothers
stars of the love of life of this the greatest show
the tallest men I know
I guess I'll just keep calling them
my dad
my big brother
and my lovely little bro...
About the Creator
Haothsih
Born in the High desert
Of Kawaika hono, Tsimina hono, Tsi tsi Minadza
Kiva son and brother
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