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The Family That God Gave to Me

The Family That God Gave to Me I think about the family, that God gave to me... And think about where they'll spend eternity! I think about the good times, that we've had. And the trials we've faced... Both good and bad! God helped us to overcome adversity together! And proved his faithfulness... Today and forever! He showed us the Godly path, that we should follow... And promised to be with us! Today and tomorrow! He's proven how much he loves us! And how much that he cares for us! Thank you my lord, for all you do! Where would we be? If not for you? You've proven yourself over and over again! Thank you so much, for being our friend! By Jim Pemberton


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The United Nations

Did you get my
Number yet?


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Daddy's Baby Girl

he used to remember when she was in his arm.

he told himself he would protect her from any harm.

she was small and fragile like any other baby.

but now shes matured to a full grown lady.

she graduated high school along with her friends.

she left behind all the drama and the silly trends.

now its her time to continue the next chapter of life.

but the dads pain of seeing her leave is as sharp as a knife.

however she does go away for college.

she will inspire people with her knowledge. 

during her college life she meets new people.

but she also hooks up with the wrong guy who is evil.

he threatens her and gives her bruises.

she is exhausted and feels like she always loses.

so she decides to overdose on a pill.

she even thinks of jumping out the windowsill.

but she knows she is stronger than this.

so she packs her things and goes back to the person she missed.

so the dad gets a surprise visit.

he says, "It's your boyfriend isn't it"?

she replies, "Yes but i wont see him anymore".

the dad replies back, "So come on in what are you waiting for".

deep down he is happy his daughter is there.

but he doesn't want to disappoint her as if he didn't care.  

but during the visit she gets mixed up with gangs and thugs.

during the visit she even starts selling drugs.

but as usual someone ends up in jail.

that's when the dad pays for her bail.

but old habits die hard...

because the dad finds his daughter high in his yard.

fed up with her behavior he says, " No more!"

so he packs her things and exits her out the door.

he is upset but he knows he had to make the choice.

he closes the door and already misses the sound of her voice.

two months pass and there is a knock on the dads door.

it's his daughter severely ill and extremely poor.

she says, "Dad I'm sorry please take me back home".

he tears up replying, "Of course your still my baby girl... even if you are full grown".

 










 


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As A Parent I Want My Kids to Serve God


As A Parent, I Want My Kids to Serve God! As a parent, I’m trying the best that I can…. Though there are things that I don’t understand! I remember my parents teaching me right and wrong. And taught that God’s laws certainly belong! I’ve tried to share these values with my kids too… The choices they’ve made, and the things they do! When situations in life, seem to have changed… I know that my heavenly father remains the same! I think about what in life, to my kids, I have given… And pray they’ll serve God all the days they’re livin’! Even though I’ve failed and stumbled along the way… I hope I’ve taught my kids how important it is to pray! This family that God gave to me, has grown over a period of time. I’m thankful for the opportunity to call them “mine.” I pray they’ll seek God’s guidance! Wherever they go! May the word of God strengthen and nourish their soul! And as my kids get older, and they move out on their own… May they seek God’s love and protection over their home! I pray that my children will give God their very best! May they serve him daily! And let him take care of the rest! I’m trying my best, as a parent, to trust Jesus and believe! His goodness, in our lives, is what we need to achieve! By Jim Pemberton


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I'm Not the Kind of Dad That I Need to Be


I’m Not the Kind of Dad That I Need to Be! I remember reading the Bible to my son. But what a mess, my life has become! My children told me, they were proud of their dad! Now they say they’re embarrassed and sad. I once lived a Godly life! I really did! Just look at me now! And how I live! Things in life I once called wrong and sin. Are now causing me to stumble again. God's word I had loved! Jesus was my treasure! I "traded my soul" for what gives me "pleasure." I’m not the kind of father that I need to be! What kind of example will my family find in me? Will I grow stubborn to God as I age? Replacing his peace, for anger and rage? I need Jesus to bring peace to my troubled soul! I ask YOU Lord to make me clean and whole. Restore unto me the joy of my salvation. By your blood, make me a new creation. Words alone cannot truly express… This family God's given to me. I am so blessed! By Jim Pemberton


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A single word

A single word, that’s all I said. A mean, hostile word that I spoke to you. Why all the crying? What’s the fuss about? Just how much damage can one word do? A single word, one word too many. An uncalled for attack you can’t have expected. I really am sorry, but I can’t take it back. I just hope your trust can be resurrected.


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I Think of a Time When I Was Young


I can think of a time, when I was young.
I was growing up and having fun! 
I remember how excited I was to have a t.v.
There were my brothers, my parents and me!
I remember at about the age of ten.
My dad thought going to the theater was a “sin.”
There were many things 
that as young man…
 I later began to see, and understand!
My parents shared God’s love the best they could!
And I read the Bible and was trying to be “good.”
I had my troubles…  And problems bear...
But I had a family, and much prayer!
The truth of God’s word helped sustain me!
I knew how much he really loved me!
My parents, may seem like they were “old fashioned.”
They loved their kids!  With a Godly compassion!
I’m thankful to be blessed with a Godly love!
My family was a treasure from heaven above!
I think about today, and how things go wrong.
Many families don’t seem to “get along!”
I pray for the blessing of God, to bind them together!
May we all serve him!  Today, and forever!
His love must be the cord that binds!
His will must be the focus of our minds!
May the presence of God bind us as one!
Every mother, father, daughter and son!

By Jim Pemberton


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For our Father, Nelson Madiba Mandela

For our Father, Nelson 'Madiba' Mandela

you are our eternal inspiration

our hopes
our dreams
our conscience

you gave everything of yourself
so that we may live and love and laugh and dream and breathe the air of freedom, dignity and liberty

you lead us through the darkest days with your unshakeable principles and your belief in us

you brought peace and freedom to us

and when at times we felt all was lost

you stayed with us as a father would

you lent us your wisdom
and you chastised us too

and we are here today because of you
you stayed with us, Nelson Rolihlala 'Madiba' Mandela, through all the crests and valleys of our turbulent times

you stayed with us, father
today, we hope and pray and wish
that you, our father Madiba
stay with us still
stay with us, Madiba
stay with us...


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Parallel

Fear slowly fills his heart,
screaming, shouting, 
he wants to depart,
away from this vortex,
this whirlwind of pain,
dragged into a world
of sorrow and shame.

No one to listen 
and no one to care,
he disappears in
a world of despair,
he prays for help,
he prays for light,
he prays for forgiveness,
and the strength to fight.

His desperation
knows no bounds, 
locked in a world of
unknown sounds.
Until liberation 
finally comes,
and his dying heart, 
speeds up and
runs.

Written my me and my Dad when we first met<3