My Hero!!

         By Connie James 

All quiet and peaceful
Around my city.
Walking silently through the night. 
     Where I met Papa, leaving his music practice.
In heavens name, what are you doing, here?
Isn't it time you were at home
Silently I nodded looking at him.
I won't belong!  

      Hands deep in pockets, I walked on. 
Looking not right nor left.
Head bent with my thoughts.
      Enjoying the solitude of the night.
The air fresh on my face;
The coolness of the night soothed my troubled mind.
With, a spring on my step.
I walked on;
In the distance, I heard Papa playing.
My favourite tune.

Such a lovely piece of music, hypnotising me!
         Picking up speed, I walked faster and, faster.
With the music catch, I could not,
I was all of a flutter.
So I took to my heels and run. 
           Ran and ran light lightening    

In slow motion, I seemed to be running 
Catch up, I could not, with Papa.
Minds in a fog! 
Running around the corner, there was he.
        Beneath the street lamps standing 
Eliminating his features in the dim light
In a gossamer-like his silhouette.    

The night air was thick with the scent of the Eucalyptus. 
         Intermingling with the pine.
So heady the scent intoxicating my mind.
I thought that I was in a dream.
        Papa, Papa I uttered in a scream.
In tears, I walked on.
       With the beaming Moon for company.
I knew there wouldn't be my Papa.
Around the corner waiting for me!
My hero!