Short Dads Poems
Short Dads Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Dads by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Dads by length and keyword.
some has all in one
the work gets done
some need too
dads frist one is bad
or mabe three
who will pay the bills and fee
and make them glad not sad
mabe
THREE DADS
some do this and that
lie like a rat
than when he is on hand
to help you plan
don't be mad
be glad not sad
he not cash ot just a bash
he the best you had
OUT OF
THREE DADS
Our brother up stairs we don’t like.
This Chip he does love is a pike!
He plays with him games
forsaking us dames.
Computer you go on a hike!
7/31/2021
An old gent was tellin' me about how his dad wrote "a dry book" on a given topic, and argued the issue before the Supreme Court. Pretty important dad! And mine? "My dad rescued two hookers during a boxer riot in Kowloon."
Sun rays slide across your face
Inviting silhouette artistic shades of love
Needling fingers plats a braid
Girl dad doing her hair not a fad
Little rituals she enjoys
Emerald ribbons matching joy
Doing all tasks of mom
And those of a daddy
Definitely a hero to your kids
On the day of the dads
we all woke up at the same time,
crawling out of our lairs,
holding our morning root beers.
We saw circles where we wanted triangles.
We could feel the push of time against our faces.
This poem was suppose to be happy.
Where's the remote?
I can't find the remote.
Dad's are big
Dad's are strong
Dad's are real men
that don't run along
Dad's are working men
that sit by the bed all night long
Dad's are wonderful
Dad's are mean
But they are there when you might need something
The best dad's of all are ones who care
And ones who dare
To raise a child that might not be theirs
I loved his leather, shiny, belt,
that buckles ornate gleam,
stars sailed around an eagle,
to wear it was my dream.
I never saw him wear it,
laid out across his chair,
it wouldn’t suit the suits he wore,
it wouldn’t, to be fair.
Eleven when I wore it.
It wasn’t how I’d dreamed.
He brought it down across my back,
and no one heard me scream.
Form:
I danced the dance of the unrestrained,
It felt so good I danced again.
At my gyrations, ladies swooned
(well if not, they would do soon)
I did not care, for this was me
In wild abandon for all to see.
I was hip, I was the man
My dancing moves, they were just grand.
Then I saw my children's faces...
Beetroot red, heads in hands.
Dads love all of their kids very much
Even if they are not a part of their kids life
Or if they have been an absent parent
They still love their kids every much
My dad recently sent me a book on miracles
Because he believes in it so much about happiness
And he believes in me
Although he was an absent parent when I was growing up
Hey, I am a professional poet now
Lol
Like very few dads on earth
Sparing precious a life to grant a new birth
Driven by unlimited love and a tremendous mirth
Glory of heart and soul is your aspiration
Never cease to be an icon and a fount of inspiration
Every single desire and whim are met with compassion
Never regarded a sacrifice but a sweet devotion
You are worth all the love, respect and recognition.