Spiritual Fathers Day Poems | Examples
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Front-liner with dedicated service for others and family,
A good leader who steps ahead saying, “Be brave follow me!”
The counselor, best friend and source of spiritual strength,
Health protector who cares patiently in an unlimited length;
Epitome of faith, love and trust at home,
Responsible parenthood - he offers with endless bloom;
Super Hero for me in my unfathomable admiration!
Dad, I pray and wish the best for you on your special day;
A healthy, happy and blissful life- may God grant you every day,
You are the best father in the world. I love you so much, daddy!
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It’s a little peculiar
To think
You are more present
Than ever
More now
That you are gone
I feel you hovering around me
Protective and encouraging
I feel you
Plugged into my energy
Almost living vicariously
Through me
And it gives me
Strength and determination
As I feel you with me
More like a spiritual presence
Holding my hand
Guiding me
On my quest
Through the galaxy
Of life’s miracles and mysteries
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~A SIMPLE MAN~ 2020
AP: 2nd place 2021, Honorable Mention 2026, Honorable Mention 2022
Happy Father’s Day
Dad you
were always there
wiped my tears when I fell
carried in your arms and shoulders
You're spiritual, loving soul watching
guiding knowledge, and work ethics
in my growth. The man that
can move mountains
love you
By: Eve Roper 6/21/2015
Lucky day! Father McShane was on the altar.
I knelt in gratitude, in silent applause.
He said mass faster than the lead car in a drag race.
Hosts flew and before we knew it: “Ite, missa est.” *
The nine a.m. ritual was well worth it on Sundays with daddy.
Out of the mist of sneezy incense, enclosed in glass tabernacles
food for the soul of another kind awaited us at the Brewster bakery.
Father and daughter a spiritual team of confectionary communicants,
were in search of the one true doughnut, the absolute muffin.
My father kept us ever faithful.
*Go, the Mass is ended
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
June 14, 2012