My Hero

The courage of families,although left behind,
Brings tears to my eyes,and thoughts to my mind.
Who is this hero of this family of mine;
Who shelters the children and makes sure they're fine?
When I am away and the kids have classes,
You gather them up and transport the masses.
When I give you a call, you tell me they're sick.
You nurse them to health and don't miss a trick.
You clean and feed and then entertain,
And never once have I heard you complain.
When crisis arises, you solve on your own
Not given a choice, for you are alone.
It's you, my loved one, and that's plain to see.
You are the roots of this family tree.
Yes, you are the hero, and I know it's true:
The success of this family depends upon you.