Godfather Poems - Poems about Godfather

Crossroads

I remember.
Your eyes and your velvet,
and the half open gate...
I remember.
Old fashion perfume,
mistaken roses, carnations and whatnots...
I remember.
The music and the half burnt candles
and the way you looked at my that day
as if you knew...
that I would never see you this Earth,
ever again.

Happy Birthday, Godson

A Godfather, often vague
Says Belated HBD, Craig
Not because you matter less
But because I was careless

The first birthday without your Dad
Made perhaps a day,sad
God has a plan for sure
To keep our hearts and minds pure

With all my love,right
To my only God child a wish, bright
A day full of cheer and laughter
To celebrate a whole four days

Godfather

Father.
How could you prepare me for war
so gently,
as if teaching how flowers should be picked?

My Godfather Was He

A monstrous man was he
Broad shoulders and weighing a ton
Stood as tall as a cedar tree
What kind of a man was he?

He had wonderful stories to tell
Of his youth and when times were swell
A passion for food and a bottle of booze
He sat in his chair slowly to unwind

His voice was as smooth as whisky
Inside

A Letter To My Son Godfather

(none fiction)

I have no regret when I made you become Godfather
of my son.
For you have done more for me than both of my parents of 
What they should of done.
You welcomed me with open arms without knowing much
about me, for you followed your heart and I am glad you did.
Because of you I know what

Dear Godfather

(true feelings none fiction)


Dear Godfather Ernest Pinckerly.
       The day you died when I was young was horrible.
My life had changed ever since. The memory of you is like a blur all I remember is your name and being with you from that short moment.
     

Godfather

This is my religion 
This is my faith
This is my church

This is where I pray
This is where I lay
You are what I seek
For you are the father who gave me birth 

My father who art in heaven
Hallowed be the name
Thy kingdom come
The will be done
On earth as it is in heaven

This is my prayer
My cross

Fairy Godfather -Double Bussokusekika-

Such a lazy man 
All he does, is sit around, 
Doesn't do his job 
Godmother does all the work, 
He sits around and complains 
About kids wanting wishes. 

Runs from the kitchen 
The commercials are over 
Sits on the sofa 
Nachos, pretzels, beer, he has 
He's looking for the remote 
Time to watch the football

Godmother Or Godfather

a renown temple 
separate queue for Ladies
child cries for father

Godfather

Godfather


A rigid neck that looks forward without turning
Till the face is flat pummelled by angry elements
Whose twinkly eyes neither blink nor steal a hood
In case, in a split second, humanity is left insecure.
Whose time to eat is not on his busy schedule-
Morsel may briefly quieten voice to teach Piety.
Would I, therefore, find any fault with

Golden Godfather Rises

Rivers flow
in volumes and refrains
the shadows of black phoebes
chasing waves
as they ripple
in quiet tones
a majestic scenery
tainted by involuntary lullabies
of atonement

By Glenn McCrary

© 2012 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)

The Godfather - a Godfather Born

A table set for three
                                           Permission to be excused
    

A Letter To My Godfather

I return my ungratefulness
for all your help and tenderness
that dwarf my potentials from incipient
and i here boast my lament

for you are the pilot of my lameness
a gift and a hope of darkness
the weather is now inclement
for my tall horns of incompetent

for all my walls are build with weakness
i should have known the gladness
of hard work,

Godfather Part 2

Breaking it down to you
that a gullible god walks among you
on his journey of self discovery and one to find god in a sense
in the end it is mankinds best interest to utilise this spiritual robot
to create something that he was not before
his family will be going first
the angels will keep him seperate from the

Godfather

leading the mob
you come to find out some truths about certain situations
being the best man for the job
in more ways than one
your two sides to this civil war is no longer necissary

Allow me to explain

first I'll explain your spiritual situation
jesus was a threat and a promise to your god
my son
disguised as the meaning of life
to

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