This is a poem I am working on. I haven’t finished yet. I would actually like some feedback on it. It’s titled Ode to Superman
Ode to Superman
I watched him grow from a small child to struggle through so many things. So unlike any other boy. To wrestle just to make it through another day. He was born under a dark cloud, but his smile would ignite the sun and though his life is filled with shadows he will not cry one single tear.
The war he fights is his alone. He battles hard without a fear. With no concern with what tomorrow holds. He stays strong and carries on.
Carry on little Superman. On wings of hope you fly on high. No kryptonite can hold you down. Spread your wings my hero fly.