Daughter Graduation Poems | Examples
These Daughter Graduation poems are examples of Graduation poems about Daughter. These are the best examples of Graduation Daughter poems written by international poets.
I can almost smell the fresh paint. That isn't possible however. That scent was almost 19 years ago… Butter Yellow was the name on the sample card. Rocking chair. Tiny pink booties.
Stickers hide butter yellow behind princesses, animals, stars, happy faces, everything adhesive. About 50 inches up the walls.. stickers and fingerprints. Giggles echo.
Spray paint and posters. Black light. Neon glow. Butter yellow, mostly invisible. A Disney princess peeks out from behind a band poster. Black clothes with silver chains and safety pins lay on the floor, Saturated in emotion.
Bright Butter yellow patches. Dark splotches where dust clings to sticker adhesive. A scattering of scotch tape with just the corner of a poster stuck underneath.Shapes pressed in carpet. My breathing sounds too loud.
Lifting your suitcase, I shut the door behind me.
I barely can recall the day of my college graduation.
Even though my husband was my only comrade in attendance,
I felt proud to be with cum laude honors, sitting in a special section.
Also it’s a good thing all we graduates wore loose-fitting robes.
At the time of this event, I was almost eight months pregnant,
and I do believe that even in that flowing robe,
my pregnancy was showing!
It’s been decades since that day, which is why
I barely can recall a thing except for my feelings
of joy, accomplishment and pride – that despite the challenges
of raising a daughter for the prior three years, working part-time,
and even walking back and forth to college
(I’d still not learned to drive),
I had managed to complete the necessary courses
to the best of my ability and obtain my bachelor’s degree.
You can be a parent and you can have a job
and still do well in college.
It only takes desire, focus and energy.
I am proof of that; my education gave me a profession,
and never will I regret my efforts.
March 17, 2023
for Graduation Day Poetry Contest of Craig Cornish
// Note - this was the graduation poem I wrote for my daughter,
a landscape architecture major who is also a lovely poetess //
You've blessed us as you've grown from bud to blossom;
Bright sunflower and signet marigold.
A miracle of God, sacred and awesome -
A masterpiece we joyfully behold.
Now pillars of your life are rearranging,
Yet sing this constant chorus, gifted gifter:
Through rise and fall of tides with sandbars changing,
One rock remains: God is your spirit lifter.
Your life a poem of blue-eyed, sun-drenched words
With meter of precise deliberation;
Rich metaphors of love and singing birds -
The soul-soaked sounds of sweet alliteration.
Gentle of heart and generous of mien,
Sing to the tempo of your heartbeat drumming.
Pursue your lush landscapes and walls of green
As who you are and who you are becoming.
written May 2016
Knock, Knock
Mom.
I missed my bus.
I am going to be late.
Class will start without me.
They will be mad..
at me.
Mom.
Are you up yet?
It is only a few minutes passed...
Yet my world is crumbling
as if it were high noon---
and the crowd is gathering,
to watch.
Mom.
I did everything you said.
I set the alarm.
I went to bed.
Really.
I know I was up...
in the middle of the night,
but it could not be helped.
I am young,
and have so much...
too much,
on my mind.
Mom.
Can you hear me?
I am calling your name.
Not for the first time,
never for the last...
Sweet blooms in golden hour's wake,
As a diploma is given with handshake.
To blue-gold skies over glassy lake,
Scarlet redbird, the clouds overtake!
Nature is alive, and so is the degree,
And just no telling what all will be!
Like midnight stars in afar enormity,
Or a new dawn that whispers, "destiny."
As overburdened trees drop the fruit,
When succulent ripeness is absolute,
So marches the young graduate, astute,
With keen precision and mind acute.
These are the times to watch so, oh!
Though up to now, it was touch and go.
Childhood's memory we'll always know,
In fond hearts, while it doesn't show.
As summer beckons and butterflies flit,
And dreamy green bowers songs transmit,
There is one vivid blossom I do admit,
Stands apart from all others, exquisite!
written in honor of my daughter's college
graduation in 2008
You remember her running to find the beach
And when an adventure was eating a peach
And nothing she wanted was out of reach
You remember her terrified of anything new
So fragile and brave the first day of school
Then proudly parading the picture she drew
You remember the first Halloween she created
That goulish green dress, and the glitter she raided!
You found it today, in a box, old and faded
You remember so much - her first Christmas play,
Her first slumber party, her first grounded day
You see the years, like a thief, slowly stole her away
She'll run now alone to her life, and choose
Her own path to what she will find, and lose
This is her stage, her spotlight, her bow
Love her forever, let her go now.
Oh my today is the day
Our little D graduates today
You are not only oh so smart
You are the one with the biggest heart
As you walk across that big stage
You are about to turn a very big page
13 years just flashes right by
As it's time for this chapter to say goodbye
Even though you are about to go
There is one thing for sure that you need to know
The love a Dad has for his daughter is beyond the stars
I am so blessed God choose you to be who you are
Just remember this is not the end
It is where your life journey is about to begin
I could not be any prouder of you
As you head off to college at LMU
J-ust let the twilight pass;
H-aze and mist fade away;
U-nderneath the blue sky,
N-ew dawn meets the day.
M-orn nineteenth February
I-s setting Sunday aright;
L-et the sunlight rise,
A-fter the long cold night.
N-ow that your daughter has finished primary education;
O-pen your arms to be an escort in graduation.
Angels of pure innocents
gave us sheer elegance
bright, pretty, smart, kind, committed to excellence
from the vestiges of youthful delights
onto the challenges of the bright
passing from the secure culture of youth
to a culture of wisdom of truth
oh we pray for wisdom of humility
may angels and doves protect
with love of our Father smiling above.
A little baby girl
not even one year old
without her daddies arms
the nights felt very cold
daddy I cant breath
so to the hospital they go
mommy held me down
where was my daddy though?
16 years had gone
my dad was mostly there
but that morning he left
I said I didn't care
for two years I barely saw him
just talked to him now and then
but still I believed in him
and I'll choose to believe again
My graduation came
he promised me he'd come
but when I walked across the stage
I only saw my mom
Why weren't you there daddy?
I still believe in you
I love you daddy and always will
please just show you love me too
Pretty princesses
Dancing all around
Frolicking through fields
Very beautiful
Just like you!
Today I Have to Tell You
How Very Proud I Am
Remember How it Used to Be
How You Hit the Big "Grand Slam?"
Then You Went out on Your Own
And Set the World on Fire
You Beat the Odds and Won
It Was Your Hearts Desire
Oh to See You Fight
When Things Got in Your Way
I Really Couldn't Ask for More
But There's Something I must Say
Forever I Shall Love You
I Love You like No Other
I Hope You'll Always Need Me
Because I Am Your Mother
Walking across a well-lit stage
I command my sequined graduation cap
stay perched up there!
I instruct my feet,
Don’t stumble!
Gripping my Bachelor’s Degree
I recall the gruff,
Bronx-accented voice of my dad
dead now
Forty years ago I received
his high school graduation directive
“daughters ‘ain’t fer college,
‘git a husband, ‘git children.”
Today my father stands on the edge
of a Heavenly cloud,
hands on hips,
grinning at me
I done it anyway dad.
What you ‘tink ‘bout ‘dat?
I open my eyes and all I see is a sea of emotion in front of me
The cries of a baby, fresh from the womb, letting mommy know she needs fed soon
The tears of a toddler, barely turned three, with blood dripping froom a scrape on her knee
The laughs of a child just turned six, her smile lightens up all her birthday pics
The curiosity of a child just turned ten, who suddenly becomes more interested in men
The pleas of a child just thirteen, who just yells at you "Why not?!" and "Your mean!"
The pride in the eye of a father, watching the graduation of his teenage daughter
The radiant glow of a fathers' smile as he walks his daughter down the aisle
The happiness on a fathers' face as he gives his grandchild a warm embrace
The relief upon an old mans' brow as he turns to life and throws in the towell
I close my eyes, breath one last breath, then open my arms and embrace death
I am not scared, am not alone, I have memories of my friends, family, and home
As I say my last goodbye, I want you to smile and not to cry
And live your life with the greatest devotion, and open your eyes to the sea of emotion
.
Proudly watching my daughter
Questioning her trail of fate
Restless with anticipation
Sitting watching her future; patiently she waits
It’s hard to let your child go, but even harder to hold them back