If I could be a superhero…
What kind would I be?
The kind that saves a kitten stuck high up in a tree?
The one who looks into the future as well as to the past?
The type that can fly so high or run really fast?
No. I think I’d do it differently than many people would.
Not rob the rich to feed the poor like some new-age Robin Hood.
Not stop a robber or catch a villain within a cloak and hood,
I think I’d find some different ways to do my kind of good.
I’d conjure up some rain clouds to ease a scorching summer,
Then sing the rain across the land with rock-and-rolling thunder.
I’d listen for all cries for help over every rock and under,
And tend to each and every one, no matter what the number.
I'd fly my pony through clear blue skies out o’er the open prairie,
And in our wake, the flocks and gaggles to the south we’d carry,
Then romp and roam as lookout over all the hills and valleys.
We’ll find the lost and safely get them right back to their families.
In wintertime, I’d carve a path for wildlife to wander,
And ease the route to find a way to clear and open water.
In summertime, I’d be each creature’s personal fly swatter,
And bring some breezes from the north when days grow long and hotter.
I’d find my way to do some good where others might not see.
That’s how it plays out in my mind, and maybe that’s just me,
But that’s the kind of superhero I would like to be.
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