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As one day loved you dearly; in death we
A Love Like fitting for your lie.that person
In life we By Rebecca D. Cook
you and been and let me Speak kindly of one can fill.
of all.right chord for Dig the grave you knew
always with you, your place no The greatest gift
have struck the and starry skyTo mention who Our thoughts are of your presence,
My Grandfather
the poems will Under the wide And if there’s an occasionever know.
Is the gift Hopefully one of Requiemyou
no one will to recall.
our fathers are.By Henry LongfellowI’ll be watching
to lose you My best memory
up how important again.As you know What it meant
Dad,well at summing Seeing, shall take heart fulfill your ambitionsstill flow.
And so dear we think do
shipwrecked brother,Make sure you and secret tears style.
the poems that A forlorn and
to muddle throughache with sadness Could emulate his
a selection of
A Poem For My Grandpa
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
You will have Our hearts still
in the world,These are just Footprints, that perhaps another,
vacantto carry on.For no one
Robert Burnssands of time;
no seat is as we try
smile.best of this.Footprints on the
But now as knows the heartache
to see him none, he made the And, departing, leave behind us
to keep’And no one
And we loved If there is
our lives sublime,It’s always yours are gone.
important,bliss;
We can make you
know that you
His presence was
If there’s another world, he lives in us
take that from we awake we
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could.knowledge so inform’d:
men all remind
No one can Each morning when
All that he
Few heads with Lives of great
you meet
find.Working to give,
his, with virtue warm’d,
Psalm of Life
Enriched by those
very hard to
Catch
he stood.Few hearts like a passed dad.just a journeyof you are Like a hero youth:in memory of That Life is do not think the years,
age, and guide of the funeral or seeThe days we
And so through The friend of and appropriate for
and you will minds.be strong.truth;
time. They are fitting At the station you to our That I might
man, the friend of poets of all that I’ll be there
day to bring me values,The friend of the most famous
And I promise need a special And instilled in
rest,by some of just like meWe do not
wrong.here lies at
death and grief On the train Memories of DadOf right from
An honest man that deal with journeyRice
life’s lessons,FriendThese are Poems
Roses
One day you’ll take your By Helen Steiner He taught me Epitaph on a by John Drydenalways laston our side.me to pray.by Rudyard Kipling
had my hour.
One that will
To be always
As he taught Man, my son!been, has been, and I have
new beginning
can count on
all kneel,And, which is more, you'll be a
But what has To build a
Someone that we And made us
that's in it,
Daddy’s Little Girl
has power,on the pastand a guide,to say.Earth and everything upon the past To catch up
He’s a guardian With not much
Yours is the
Not Heaven itself time together
heavenly father,late,run,
fate, are mine.We’ll take the And like our
He’d come home With sixty seconds' worth of distance
have possessed, in spite of
really changedthem happiness…
a fight.minute
The joys I That nothing has
And to bring And I’d put up fill the unforgiving
or shinereassure meof him
was weakIf you can
foul or rain
To greet and the family proud
When my body much:
Be fair or earlier trainIs to make
all night.count with you, but none too lived today.
Who took an successAnd sat up
If all men
Pancakes
worst, for I have know are waitingTo fortune and diapers,can hurt you,Tomorrow do thy Many friends I
reason Dad aspiresHe changed my nor loving friends
He who, secure within, can say,times that we’ve hadFor the only
me to sleep.If neither foes
own:Of the great
praise,He would sing common touch,
call today his brief reminder
And accolade of when,
Kings – nor lose the He who can Each one a
loving complimentsAnd loved it
Or walk with alone,
Some are happy, some are sadAnd they merit
speak.virtue,
Happy the man, and happy he destinationsdifferent ways,
Before I could and keep your
Happy the ManThere’ll be many
In a million voice,talk with crowds
By Unknowntime todayjust WONDERFUL
I knew his
If you can meant to us
It’s not your But Fathers are he’d bring.
Father
them: “Hold on!”How much you join inand his wife…With the gifts which says to all along,journey you can To his partner Santa,
Except the Will
hoping you knew
It’s not a sentimental stuffAnd better than you
And we are on my wayHe leaves the
things.is nothing in now.
To wish me race of life,Who knew all on when there
Haiku for a Father
We’re thanking you thereIn the grueling God,And so hold you did,you will be every dayMy daddy was
they are gone,all the things
I hope that But he’s so busy
girl.
turn long after Gratitude enough for
believebe…
To his little
To serve your our
Only happiness I
And as "soft" as he can he was,
sinewforgotten to show
I am going
You’ll find he’s sentimentalBut a hero
Dad
and nerve and If we have Don’t exist were else can seeworld.force your heart we shared?stress we breatheWhere no one
Known by the If you can
Like laughter, smiles and times
The pain and look inside Dad’s heart,He wasn’t a hero,
your loss:simple things
tribulationsBut if you Dad
a word about And for the
The trials and we call emotion,Memories Of My And never breathe
best?sets you freeTo the thing
By Unknownat your beginnings,have the very
As I’ve heard it not subject
– ‘dad!’And lose, and start again To let us
its destinationThat Fathers are
And so, He called it of pitch-and-toss,you made
I’m excited about the notion,masterpiece was complete,
on one turn For the sacrifices
meWe sometimes get
Tears
He knew His And risk it youreserved just for is the reasonadd,
winningswe ever thanked With a seat
And perhaps that nothing more to of all your
We wonder if stationscrimmage" …
When there was make one heap Courage and integrity?
train at the
And "hero or the these qualities,
If you can hard work, good judgment,There is a
providerThen God combined worn-out tools;
The value of Last JourneyAs protector and
a family need,build'em up with
example,By Unknown
to "HIS IMAGE"eternity & the depth of And stoop and us by your
The Sunday Game
day we’re together again.To live up The patience of your life to, broken,Or for teaching Until that fine dailya mustard seed,things you gave defeats?chin
And Father struggles spring & the faith of Or watch the
And accept our
keep up your our ills…a morning in
trap for fools,problems,all dearly so
And nurses all The joy of
to make a To understand our
I miss you up little hurtsthe eagle’s flight,
Twisted by knaves successes,the wall
How to Change a Lightbulb
While Mother binds the power of the truth you've spokenTo celebrate our your lives, don’t stare at pays the bills,the ages and bear to hear support us,
Go on with The man who The wisdom of
If you can To help and small
be
of night.the same:.by our sides
Continue traditions, no matter how For, somehow, Father seems to
of nature & the comforting arm two impostors just times you were
truly blessedwe should…
The generous soul And treat those
For all the Remembering all…how I was As often as
a quiet sea.and Disasterus?
at restpraisesa summer sun, the calm of
meet with Triumph
have done for at ease, my soul is
not sing their The warmth of If you can
For all you My mind is And we do a tree.
I Meant to Call You
thoughts your aim,enoughshine through.Too little understood,mountain & the majesty of think – and not make to thank you Keep on smiling, the sun will peoplestrength of a
If you can Did we remember you
Fathers are wonderful God took the
dreams your master;wondering. . .Continue my heritage, I’m counting on
PeopleOur Loving Fatherdream – and not make
We find ourselves was strongFathers are Wonderful By Tram-Tiara T. Von Reichenbach
If you can back over time
lived while I By Unknownbe with me.wise;
As we look The good I be home
You will always good, nor talk too Back
times, the laughter, the songsthat will always what
And yet don't look too As We Look Remember the best
Because to us that no matter to hating,
Grandpa
Guestme’us,For I know don't give way By Edgar A voice that whispers, ‘Grieve not for matters most to be beside meOr being hated have possessed.I hear a
are is what Your spirit will lies,
that I might family treeFor where you
I amOr, being lied about, don't deal in end, for the gold
fallen from the alone.
No matter where waiting,no regret, as I'm nearing the
A limb has shall never be for your country.
be tired by And I have Family TreeIn spirit you
of your courage wait and not to my best,will be ok.
Kitchen Patrol
be sure,I will think If you can I have lived reassuring that everything go you can magnificencetoo:
enjoy, and I think
voice and are And where we
of mountains, their majesty and for their doubting been mine to
in the dads day-to-day.When I think
But make allowance is fine has they are speaking
challenge of life family.you,For much that
has passed away. In many cases Taking on the love for your
all men doubt years.the father who
Tying a Tie
decisions we make.of your endless trust yourself when I've squandered my the perspective of
ourselves and the I will think If you can
acres of life, though some say at death from
To believe in sea
on you;much from my
These poems look us a way,
out to the and blaming it
I have harvested By Unknown
love you showed When I look
Are losing theirs
tears;called you home
With your special
cannot grow strong.you
all of its you – The day God
have led us,Without life’s challenges I
when all about their joys, known sorrow with
us went with is where you cannot bloom
keep your head I've shared in
For part of Where we are
Without rain flowers If you can my friends and
you – But you didn’t go alone,children gone?"
trees cannot growIfI've lived with
Hero Worship
hearts to lose You wonder "Where have my That without rain Guestover again.It broke our our unknownme so well
By Edgar A live my life – And whispered, ‘Peace be thine’.
the paths of what you taught a soul.
to me to your weary eyelids As we walk
And will remember the shaping of the chance come So he closed
done?wisdomthat's needful in
same choice should climb.
you could have your words of It is everything And I'd make the
were hard to Is there more I will hear
Split Custody
a goal;of men;rough – And the hills "Are they ok?"window sillthe struggle for to the plaudits road was getting You worry now patter against my and contentment and
the few, and was deaf He saw the
the doorthe rain pitter It is laughter
be loved by earth again.
took us out When I hear
thousand different ways.be known and
– Get well on Until our steps
your love.mortals in a
I chose to you would never
prodded: encouraged and guided,the warmth of
Little Loves
which come to made.He knew that You pushed and I will feel And the joys I might have were in pain.across the floor.
window awakens methat's ablaze,
the money that -He knew you
And went unsteadily shining through my a hearth fire
with them for you were suffering
our first steps,When the sun
with music and glad hours spent He knew that
when we took life.It's evenings glad
And I wouldn't exchange the the best.You were there
Daddy
simple things in the wall;we've played,be beautiful -He always takes You Were ThereTo appreciate the It's good-fellowship and sunshine, and it's roses by children who came; together we've romped and
God’s garden must Stanley
reminding mefame at all!time to the
to rest.By Bessie Anderson
it is you isn't gold or I've given my
-And lifted you had.I will know
Springtime Is in Bloom Again
I call living these.arms around you the best he attentionOh, the thing that such pleasures as He put his
others and gave flower catches my
know at home.to share in
tired face.the best in fragrance of a
the peace I silver and gold earth- And saw your
who looked for When the gentle laughing children and
the splendor of down upon the it;
pain.And forsake my I've turned from
He then looked failed to express are free from
to roam,the trees;empty place,
earth’s beauty or assuring me you world set out
the birds and his garden- And found an lacked appreciation of
it is you splendor of the blue; I've lived with
Driving
God looked around who has never I will know I wouldn't for the its spaces of God’s Garden
he found it;freelyto claim.
great sky and Wilcox
world better than me so care to-day are mine
But I've loved the By Ella Wheeler who leaves the
brushes gently by many pleasures which of fame.
Says ‘That’s Father.’
accomplished his task;When a butterfly And forego the
on the tablets a son
his niche and singing to me.for fame,
to a place a grown-up daughter or who has filled
it is you all my strength entitle me now
When in pride children;I will know
living to spend And nothing I've done shall was won,the love of branchI wouldn't call it carry my name,earthly glory he
intelligent men and
on a nearby when I'll be old.those who shall Then the highest the respect of a bird chirping for the days
to leave to
an offspring love-begot,who has gained When I see the present gladness of a fortune Worth bestowing on loved much;me always.
To bank all I haven't built much body, and his thought,well, laughed often and will be with be seeking gold,me.who keeps his who has lived But your spirit living always to has happened to But the man
a success –your bodyI wouldn't call it were mine, and all that and the serpent, and the beast.That man is Saying goodbye to laughter and good-fellowship and song.the days that By the insect A Successful Man
Funeral Poems for Dads
soulThat living's made of the years and
species; it is doneBy Unknownis only your
my way along,What I've done with To perpetuate the
meant to us.I’ll know it to the opinion, as I walk
backward to see‘tis the leastHow much you
usBut I hold life, and I'm just looking
of all achievements all along,When life separates
agree.far edge of Now I think hoping you knew be with me.two of us Now I'm standing to-day on the ‘Father.’And we are
You will always
vital subject no purposely played.
hear them saynow.
no matter whatAnd upon this
hours when I – oh, you ought to We’re thanking you
I know that the sea,
renown in the And his daughters
you did,Your Spirit
be tossed upon I'd sought for with his boys,
all the things By Kelly Horn
it living to had fame if
chum and comrade Gratitude enough for
been longer.The sailor thinks I might have
He was always our
it could have bold;the friendships I've made.
in their troubles, and their joys.forgotten to show
and always wish he's doing something
gold instead of To his children
If we have with my father
it living when I'd wanted the
of God.we shared?
walk I took
The soldier calls
been rich if
the tender sympathy Like laughter, smiles and times
I’ll remember that his gold;I might have
But he showed simple things
as a wife,he's hoarding up
Looking Backpole in play.And for the
girl and now
he's living when Alfred Lord Tennysonas a turning
best?first as a
The miser thinks crossed the bar.”
Well, he used it have the very
my life,Living
When I have –
To let us walks I’ve taken in
What I Call face to face
or scolded; and the rod you made.In all the
By Robert Browning
see my Pilot
He never preached
For the sacrifices
wonderful life.
be the rest!
I hope to This father.you
both for my
And with God
bear me far,–
we ever thanked
to thank them thee again,The flood may riches without price
We wonder if
by his wife,of my soul! I shall clasp
and Place
them heirs to
Courage and integrity?as we walked O thou soul
bourne of Time
So he made hard work, good judgment,
Not long enough Then a light, then thy breast,
For tho' from out our in heart, and body, and in mind.
The value of am.
of pain,When I embark;He was clean
example,the person I a peace out
of farewell,kind;
us by your me to be
Shall change, shall become first be no sadness
He was honest, and unpurchable and Or for teaching
who has taught Shall dwindle, shall blend,
And may there undiluted health.defeats?
this man,And the elements’ rage, the fiend-voices that rave,
the dark!And opulence of
And accept our
to walk with The black minute’s at end,
And after that with a vice,problems
Not long enough brave,
bell,them blood untainted To understand our
hill.
best to the Twilight and evening
But he gave successes
after every tough worst turns the
Turns again home.wealth,
To celebrate our joke,
For sudden the the boundless deep
neither eminence nor support us..after every bad
Of pain, darkness and cold.drew from out
He gave them
To help and
him still,
pay glad life’s arrears
When that which
Of saying ‘Father.’
by our sidesto laugh with
Bear the brunt, in a minute
sound and foam,his children had
times you were Not long enough
old,
Too full for
it, by the way
For all the every rough tide.
The heroes of seems asleep,
And you knew us?
by mine after
peers
tide as moving
and making good;have done for
as he was it, fare like my
But such a well his part For all you
his side,the whole of
out to sea,He was doing enough
to stand by
No! let me taste When I put
As a hero, yet somehow understoodto thank you
Not long enough
creep past.
of the bar,of anywhere,
Did we remember pride.
And bade me be no moaning
was never heard wondering…
always brimming with
my eyes, and forbore,And may there
Though the man
We find ourselves
and remember his that death bandaged call for me!
called him ‘Dad.’back over timeeyes
I would hate And one clear In their voices, even when they As we look
to engage his the last!star,little prayer
BackNot long enough The best and Sunset and evening
be a loving As We Look this amazing person, this loving man.
a fighter, so—one fight more,Crossing The BarThere seemed to
By Paula M. Newmanhand,I was ever
By Unknown
‘Father.’
of meto hold his
it all.life
his name –that you’re a part Not long enough
The reward of But celebrate my
way they said I’m so glad
soon.
be gained,death
have heard the see
path ended too ere the guerdon dwell upon my
Oh you should as you can
I realized the Though a battle’s to fight
Please do not of God;
Papawalk that afternoon,fall,
strifejust little short
I love you Moments before our
And the barriers Remember not the
They thought him something to tellMoments Before
the summit attained,fight for breath
which he trod.when I have Stratton-VanBuskirk
is done and Remember not my
very ground on I run to
by Debra Marie For the journey
I live onWho loved the
That’s why you’re the one pleasure.
man must go:In your memory
boysnot as well
such a great Yet the strong
your thoughtsof girls and
or maybe just a Dad was form,
things out of a healthy brood
don’t understand meHaving you for in a visible
Put now these But he had
Most other people
I’ll always treasure
Where he stands, the Arch Fear now all goneseeking after fame;
kidUntil the time
the foe;The fear is where men are
and whisper you’re my little we been
The post of pain, I suffer notIn the world
meall the places
the storm,There is no a fortune, or a noise
up and squeeze To talk about
the night, the press of many years
He never made You pick me
againThe power of
For all those Father
I’m too big
One day we’ll be together
the place,so blessed
By Unknownyou never say
down and prayI am nearing
love I was the same,
meto you, I’ll just sit
denoteFor with your
is broken now, and nothing seems
someone to hold need to talk
begin, and the blasts need for tearsOur family chain
When I need And if I
When the snows There is no meet again.
eyedaymy face,
peace, my soul’s at restlives until we
twinkle in my each and every
The mist in I am at us throughout our to keep that
I’ll remember you throat,
Upon my soul’s sweet flightTo walk with
still thereRemember the man, my wonderful Dad
fog in my
long
will remain,My Papa is we had
Fear death?—to feel the will, but not for hearts; and there you
the skythe good times Prospice
Grieve if you close within our and reach for I’ll always remember
StevensonnightWe hold you
olderloving you dearBy Robert Louis Into that gentle
home again.As I grow Remember that I’ll never stopped hill.
have goneand bring you else would doin our ear
home from the me though I path to heaven
papa no one Only to whisper And the hunter Weep not for
We’d walk the You were my your love
sea,Me
a lane,first knew
us with all sailor, home from the
Weep Not For
make a staircase, and heartaches make hand that’s when I
Looking down on Home is the
By Timothy CooteIf tears would in my tiny
aboveto be;drinks, they’re free!you were here.
put your finger I know you’re in heaven where he longed
To enjoy my the days when When you first
is another dawnHere he lies to the reception
precious memory of Ten little toesI will go for me:
Please make haste My love for
still hurts so I’ll remember the
Goodbye Dad, I had to smile, open your eyes, love and go mind,
cherish his memory yesterday.
tomorrow and live be full of
he's left.your eyes and is gone,
we love you
We are our right from wrong;up strong and
enough;self-esteem.to the sunshine,He planted all
Our Father’s GardenI know you’re watching over
sidefills with prideyears as well
when I fellMy Hero
path is beaten in the summer He glides across how to live.
He taught me your crops,
pays off,
hardhard from day
Always strong when A time when Too quickly, gone for good
gavethis special momentson says the
tell everyone.
you enough, how proud I I am overwhelmed that is true.
Dad, I am often So here’s to you, dear father,take away.
Without you, Dad, I wouldn’t beAnd that we’d grow apart,But I got
Or that I Have for youanother one
bad times,us.We’ll always remember
to usstopped beating,
Although we loved and whispered, "Come with Me."
A cure was He Only Takes for nothing loved
And think of know todayno days and and the tears
this earth is him as gone don’t die on
I wont be My father, my father,my father, my father,
by oneis brokenAnd though we
called you home.But you didn’t go alone.In death we
God was going is where you'll always stay.forgotten,
To remember all But now I What it meant
knows why.
say “Goodbye”.
and bring you and memories a
By Summer Sandercoxtear?
Not what did
in need?Nor what was
units to measure he live?Not, How Did He
the funeral poems to pay tribute
he brought to reading for your a poem.
of those feelings to show him Love letters are and solace to
sorrowAnd I will will drive you
a word when You drove it same to pick who taught me
who was always I will miss I can my feeling lingerBut no one
first robin a to youdaffodils in bloomof absence that
lovedDeath cannot keep Always a source
perfect poem for This sweet acrostic that fathers give
little thingsplayed those old You always called
their kids. It is perfect lifetimeBecause in two
saysqueezed in two can with the his kids after
youeach of your old, and their shine
Or play games the outside of way.
idolized their father With a proper
But I will pride
my sideTie that delicate
attendingTo wear to a Windsor knot
must have been celebrates a sharp you meantoff sandwiches and
taste or feelYou said you of love that
short lighthearted verse Who is looking grow
And I know To watch my
will miss you wants their parent
a father to love amidst the hear your voice
I wonder if a sharp sudden
that
way to make
off of workhim.daily routine. It is a you need
catch you if reach the bulbI would hate
It seems so Sweep it up, put the pieces Unscrew it, carefully, in case any
offhis commitment to perfect song for said
call you backof playwould watch the about love but
anyone who bonded loved much more To see me
quiet and keep never cry
Not even in a tear in eulogy.
Here is poetry I learned
You made me You just showed
I did not
end of the say
it bad
Such a simple parent. It is an
of allon
Childhood mischiefBut a confidante
life ceremony.a father. It could be
will miss you Even in my
take my troubles child.
family man through perfect
Those syrup-soaked pancake breakfastsdry dull history
How to cut And lend a
learning, important thingsalways father’s days
a snow day, we would go Give us too
always make us perfect for anyone
worldThe hardest thing
The one person Daddy’s little girl
still have those To answer all
Because you were not be your
be an insult,her old man. It could be
and a parentHow to live
To the man especially suitable as
would work well Like baseball, and love, and how to
and byI still remember, though, how to catch
loveit was because
would goready to make
Use both of or games.
used to celebrate This is a
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I’ll love you And let me You pick me
together,You teach me
thatto find.
He was patient but just as
Grandfather.knew
who always made a life time.
be goodbye,We do believe
need to fuss,
Now it is for being the
to,to know the
for advise,can keep us
a lasting memory
to imagine how
can expressBut saying goodbye cold winter dayDaddo what he'd want:
and close your or you can tomorrow because of
your back on or you can
and see all You can close
tears that he Thank you Dad
long.Always taught us We would stand
He protected us The seeds of He turned us
the heart;By Unknown
in rainI know you’re by my My heart still
And my later You caught me
By UnknownAnd when my
I see him much too soon
He taught me been bountiful
if you tend that hard work
With steady hands, he worked so He strived so
the weather.if I could.
the fleeting years
the home he I will take
Someday, I hope my
are gone, I want to I never told
should be.beyond measure if
MirrorI did;
No one can my heart.all,
me,thought I didn’t see,we will always
They’ll never be Through good and You always gave
Dadhearts to prove
A golden heart fade away.
himtired,
By Ellen Brennemantouched…
away.that we could where there are
from the sorrows many facets
Don’t think of
My father, my father,come see me,be.
I love he,calls us one
Our family chain still our guide,The day God
youloved you dearly,
the day thatwithin my heart
Since you'll never be you no more;ever know.
still flow.and only God No time to
Heavenbuild a stairway,
he passed away?a smile, to banish a befriended those really
birth.These are the
die, but how did
best possible way.
that one of However you wish
life and all a eulogy or so is with
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were mineThe little loves Always there were
And when we their old man.
show affection to To last a
for usNever time to Weeks of love
the best they less time with
looking up to But even with Some heroes grow
their kids crepesOr underwear on in every possible
for anyone who tie
that you werefill you with Without you by
Watching your handsEvent we were enough
How to tie I think I This sweet poem
know exactly what Cut the crusts we could not
our mealsthe little acts This is a
grandpafamily flourish and with immeasurable pride
by my sideI know I by someone who the absence of
A moment of my phone and different location
I remembered with
the day before About the best
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you throughout your
catch you if Make sure I a stepladder to
get hurtto cut yourself, love
shoes onJust in case
power is turned recitation to honor
This is the touchdowns, but I never
Later I would all the rules
On Sundays we who never talked
perfect poem for A dad I
be disappointedWas to stay
That real men of hard days
The man shed part of a
title you earnedyour love until
love we fellknow you well
off to sleepto at the
for kids to think that makes
a parent.or an adoptive
By me most
Shoulder to cry pranks and jokes
loving fathera celebration of
meant to honor and know I
by my sideI could always
from a loving who was a
have been more now
As all those have fun
love your family
But we were
Because those were If it was
schoolYou used to
the "fun" parent. It would be must face the
goodbyestill my rock, my shouldersame
I know I find the time
personWhy I should
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As a person Of life
A daughter’s last farewellin her life. It might be
short, simple verse that me
son, in the by
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us will last this will never by our side,
You can relax, have fun, you no longer our family,say thank you
one we go You always seem we go to life or death
your face is I keep trying more then I be sad
ago on a Goodbye To My Or you can
You can cry he is gone,be happy for You can turn
you can't see him,open your eyes has lived.You can shed
legacy.last a lifetime example,knew
came,Fostering and nurturinglives their start.
A garden of
again.
In sunshine and Dad
youchildhoodwas small
up again.the windmoon.He left us
and steadfast wayMy life has He said that
He taught us complained.lives together.
No matter what I’d go back We think about Thank him for
Memories of Dad
a name,Now that you me.
what a man I am honored
by Joanna FuchsAnd I’m very glad strong foundation
It’s written on
I missed it you taught to You may have
And the love You Dad becauseus
That warm embrace,
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And saw him His arms around he was getting
loved so much.of those he
can really pass must be wishing
comforthim as resting
life holds so His Journey’s Just Begunbe.daughter,
world really can
My father, my father,but as God at our side.
Your love is youhearts to lose
In life we We little knew A hollowed place
much in store.to mourn for
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were spoken,right up to If tears could
were sorry when
good cheer,
To bring back But had he as a man, regardless of his
he give?Not, how did he
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Full of memories where I cannot your knowledge
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stranded outside of beat-up old car
in his children’s life.
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member.spring to convey You will always Deeply loving, full of wisdom
Daughter’s best friend, the first love her best friend glad that you
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in which parents fun and loveWhat you did long
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or whatever
From a Dads Perspective
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ones all about
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journey.specific loss felt loss speaks of
to chatTo pick up
in a very But each time to call you
questionyesterday
who was loved loss can follow
be here to and spot youSo, if you need
so easy to Be careful not
If it does, go put your turned off
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We talked about you loved meYou taught me ways.
appropriate for those This is the
of a hero, a mentor, a friend
you would not
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Gave me all And slowly in
Did not always and a drift
To wish love An easy word
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celebrate a stepdad By friends, loving family
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Not just a a funeral or of haiku is
Rest in peace when you were
The one person a funeral recitation celebration of someone
That could not days I remember
just as importantall how to
About how to
lessons to teachto the beach
watch trashy cartoonswere off from
a good time.is dedicated to
And Daddy’s little girl have to say
But you were never be the
little gamesYou would always
was your favorite understood
their special relationship.love letter from
to be goodOf love
On your coffinmost important man
This is a dear dad taught
will teach my I could be
I got better the woods
and watch just Take a step eye on the
with his kids who loved the
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My Grandpa, you are so And I’m proud to
best friend you a good listener
had good stories come true.words of praise.
had smiles to
you have given with us,
to you, you be here worrying about us,
You’re our confidant, our best friend, the head of We want to But don’t worry you’re still the
a bit uptight,been the one
world not even The smile on
I realize tomorrow grow less
I miss you try not to
A few months
By David Harkinsturn your back.
live on.him only that or you can
shared.be empty because
or you can smile because he He is Gone
We are his
pathway that will His constant good
much because he winds and rain
to dream:That gave our a garden.
Until we meet in sorrow
always miss you I think of
hero of my hand when I
He picks me He rides upon Above the harvest
the angels nowIn his firm
overflow.what you sow.
family name.And never once
He held our there,only yesterday
things we had.thoughts to Dad
by J. Allen Shaw
much more than
called your son,say that of
best example of just like you.
grateful kidwith your values,You built a
everything,Perhaps you thought
Life lessons that Life Lessonsin our hearts,
We’ll always rememberFor Mom and
That caring heart,"the best".to rest.
We could not
suffer,So He put
God saw that and he was
in the hearts our sadnessThink how he
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things that must my daughter my
how beautiful this My Father, My Fatherthe same,
You are always peaceful memories.
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That make me notice at the You always seemed Or maybe silly had a particularly the little ways
We had enough appreciateHugs that lasted Weekends were for love letter to a dad who
greyBecause kids must while watering the Some wake up way bright red man who was
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Or a concert it felt comfyThe first time who delighted in as kids we
cheesethe same meals for usBreakfast, lunch, and dinnerwho has lost them more than
tell the little be therestepsI will always their own parental
own family. It expresses the This poem about
advice, or just stop stop wanting
That you were my upcoming vacation
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to call you for a father the way that
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the power is his children.
fix-it dad. It would make the father of
discuss our teamsway to say
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wife
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poem is a in love
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Lessons that were
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To replace you No matter what.
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