Bobby Singer was a hunter. A damn good one. One of the best. He was also an amazing father. He was a father to Sam and Dean.
He loved those two boys with everything that he had in his heart, mind and soul. You don't have to be blood related to be family, he had once said to Dean. And he was right.
Bobby used to be a heartbroken man. It started when his late wife, Karen was possessed by a demon all those years ago.
But his broken heart was healed the moment that he took Sam and Dean into his heart and his home. And if Bobby could come back to life just to sacrifice his life for their lives, he would do it again.
Because those two boys mean more than life itself to Bobby. He lived a hunter's life and he died a hunter's life. And he wouldn't have it any other way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem