Father Son Poems

We bow before Holy God in a Thanksgiving prayer.
In gratitude for grace gifts supplied year after year.
For clothing, food, lodging, family, and neighbors too,
In this assembly of holy silence, we worship You.

We bow before Holy God in a Thanksgiving entreat.
Commonplace...Read More

Tired as a dog from his day at the office
    Dad plopped down on the couch at home
stretched his arms and sighed a deep sigh --
   Just looking at him, you were tired to the...Read More

~  For Dad - some heroes don't wear a cape - I will miss you so.  ~


There stood upon a trodden sod
          A knight-in-armor, steed and rod
  ...Read More

There lies my heart,
          Quite ragged, torn -
               My father passed
     This brumal...Read More

Trying something new! Spelling out Bible twice once on the left and once in the middle, not the exact middle lol 3 in 1 if you count the top Bible, father son and holy spirit 

(According to a user from...Read More

A little boy five years old,
was given a rabbit kitten to hold.
His daddy helped building a hutch.
The boy and the rabbit loved each other so much.

Now the little boy is six years old.
Runs inside with tears in each eye,
looked up...Read More

Daedalus in his heart wept
While far below plunged Icarus
A father's words unheeded
Both sun and sea corrupted
Wax melting,feathers heavy with spray
What a poor fisherman witnessed
Uncomprehending
Youth's folly to ignore a wise head.
The artificer flew on,joyful to have left his labyrinth
Broken to see...Read More

A poem is a little girl 
	Helping Mommy with the dishes
		Or teaching her how to use
			A computer app
A little boy at play
	In his sandbox
		Or the games apps on his i-pad
A poem is 	
	Mommy kissing Dad
It’s the sun rising in the...Read More

O Icarus, young Icarus flying so high,
As an eagle, in the sunny blue sky, rising.
Waxing strongly in his vigorous youth, so bold;
Fearless, he failed to hear his fine father’s sure truth.
Alas too late he learned his fate, clearly seen
As he...Read More

Abortionist 

Consent Not Granted!

I Am That I Am
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Ghosts in Yakima

Walking along a graveyard
Looking for my father’s grave
Seeing all the gravestones

I begin to sense the spirits
Of the restless dead
They linger around the graveyards

Waiting for visitors
Eager to talk to anyone 
Who cares to stop 

And chat
So lonely being a...Read More

Visiting Father’s Grave

Visiting my father’s grave
In Yakima
The ancestral land of the Aller clan 

Thinking about my father
And his legacy
And thinking that I am 

My father’s son
There is so much 
I wanted to tell him

So much I wanted to share
So much...Read More

In hindsight
I suspect my dad silently hoped,
secretly conceived,
vicariously needed his dream
I would become a multi-talented musician.

He said, No.
behind my mother's gentle apron
strings of soft-voiced disappointment,
but also hidden within unspoken fear
of Catholic influence
when I was invited to join
The Vienna Boy's Choir.

I...Read More

"Gifts from God,Mom and Dad"

(Dedicated to Donald Muringa and Betty Muringa.)

From the first word l said,
You were there to cheer me on,
When it rained heavily,
Your amazing presence would,
Deeply comfort me,
Your deep teachings.
I will never forget,
For your words are ever,
Priceless,golden and...Read More

That's not him, I swear
   To harm a fly, he can't bear
He'd just never dare...

O, please don't lock him away!
   Now I see: Crime doesn't pay...Read More

His dad gave him a baseball mitt
   Brand-new, a 'Rawlings,' a perfect fit
The boy's face glowed with happiness and pride
   He hugged his dad tight, then went outside

To play catch with his best friend
  ...Read More

His blessings last forever

  He’s blessed me with good health

His blessings last forever

  He’s blessed me with a loving family

His blessings last forever

  He’s blessed me with work that I enjoy

His blessings last forever

  He’s blessed...Read More

A Little Boy is
	Jelly on his face
	Dirt under his nails
	A patch on his knee
	String trailing from 
	One pocket and
	A frog in the other

A little boy is 
	A bag of marbles in	
	His right hand and
	Licorice in the left

He’s a cowboy today
	And...Read More

Now I Understand

Seventy low-humidity degrees
An ever-slight breeze
I am on dad’s back porch
His man cave was outside
He loved this screened-in porch
Fifty feet long by twelve feet wide
It’s a great day of solitude for the mind
Sausage and eggs breakfast by my side
Dad...Read More

"A posed photograph is a wannabe dream. . ."

It was Christmas eve nineteen eighty,
when my sister took a photo of my dad and me.
We are both smiling
my arm is draped over his shoulder;
       ...Read More

You know that I love you.  It's nothing you've done.
He said as we stood in the aisle of some store, 
I am the only one, 
I have to take care of.  It has to be me
That I'm thinking...Read More

How gracious the brightest angels do gather
In golden, almighty light to redeem our way
Rejoicing in the pathway to eternity's stay
Their songs of forgiveness they sing for the father
To save merciful souls who lovingly pray
Beseeching forgiveness in our hollowed praise
In the...Read More

My new favourite place
To lay here and write
My mind is at ease
No struggle 
No fight
My little ones room 
While he’s fast asleep 
A light in the corner 
His breathing so deep
It’s here I find comfort 
And peace with the world
This...Read More

They say that good or bad, things happen in 3's, are best.

The Christians know of the Trinity, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, there is also the 3 wise men. 3 Monastic Vows (Poverty, Chastity, and Obedience), 3 Feet in a...Read More

ONWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS

Onward Christian soldiers marching as to war, with the cross of Jesus going on before.  Christ, the royal Master, leads against the foe; forward into battle, see His banners go. Sorry, do I see more blood here...Read More