Fathers Day Poems | Examples of Fathers Day Poetry

When he was young. I thought he was old. It never occurred to me that I might be wrong. That old wouldn’t show up for years and years, decades even. He wasn’t tall like my grandfather. But he wasn’t short either. He had a habit of biting his cuticles that I inherited and would be...

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Measure Of A Man Humble Beginnings. Always giving. Put himself last. Hard working hands. Long days toil under the sun. Easy to talk to. Food on the table. Always grateful. With lines on his face. A good word to say. Never complain. Always a gentleman. Carry the burden. With heavy lifting. Take timeout to listen. ...

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A father is the reason a child grows up so strong A father gives us the confidence, and the idea to go on A father set the example for his children way of life A father is the head of the house and takes care of his wife A father is the bravest who sacrifices for his family A father...

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(Verse 1) In the quiet of the night, I hear your laughter, Echoes of a love that came and went so fast. Looking at the stars, I wonder what you’re after, While I sift through memories, shadows from the past. (Pre-Chorus) Every smile that we shared, now feels like a ghost, A flicker...

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In the glow of dreams where starlight drips, I watch my daddy, with swagger and flips, A legend he walks, in a world so wide, With money in hand and a spirit of pride. I wish I could stunt like my daddy does, Dance through the chaos, the laughter, the buzz, With every bold move, he lights up the night, A beacon...

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I see you, though words elude me still, Each time I try to speak, my heart grows still. Not like with Mom, where ease comes free, Your silence shapes the space between you and me. You’re no less loved, though I fumble and sigh, For in your quiet strength, I see the why— Why others turn to you, why they lean...

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He tried to say, " I love you." In so many ways; Through broken bottles, crumpled cans; And fits of rage Doors that slammed, fists that rammed and Voice that screamed his pain. He tried to say, " I love you." Again and again. Between each curse of hate and Foul remark, There lay a spark. He tried...

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Bedtime The beginning of the night was hot I went to bed naked (daredevil.) On the other side of the bedroom, I saw a naked man had a big stomach, large balls and a small . Since he wasn’t me, I did not bid him good night I switched off the light. During the night, it got cold, a foretaste of winter hastily...

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Two things make the world bright; The sun , The moon . Governing the morning, Governing the night. Sending away darkness and grief . Two things make our life bright; The sun , The moon. Guiding and caring Even though there are reason to mourn. Two things make the world beautiful; The sun, The moon. One is cooler, The other is brighter. One care for morning, The other when...

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September 2051 End of Autumn breeze sweet and gentle Fluttering the garden as it passed. Holly was on video phone with her parents 8 morning time. "Mommy you and dad should be here for the babies play date. Dad too okay? You are invited." The father chimed in while her mother accepted the invitation....

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Acres and acres of barren land. The dried tumbleweeds roll across the open field, their roots dry and uprooted. The quiet cotton field where slavery once beckoned, the sounds of voices chanting, the saloon where the taps flowed like blood through their veins, the missuses with long skirts and huge hats— a young miss sitting on the knee of some foolhardy lass. The...

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The dead are talking to me in dreams The living are mute They stare at you with intent I pass them silently, in a hurry I’m going to bring my father back. Dead or undead He doesn’t belong in this in between Every night I search to find him by an old well, starting...

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i once looked up to you a child only seees things through inocent eyes i looked up to you even afer what you did to the woman i was a reflection of i looked up to you even after the bars closed where youd rest your head i looked up to you when for some reason i had to walk...

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I dreamt last night of my father. He played on roller-skates, with grandchildren, more likely great grandchildren, yet to be born. It was a family get together, perhaps his birthday, or Father’s Day, coming four days from now. He wore his famous big smile. The one that makes everyone smile back. The children screamed with excitement and he laughed joyfully with them. Though older, he...

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