Fathers Day Poems
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Poems For Dad
fitting for your The reward of I'd sought for He saw the
be
you and been be gained,
had fame if earth again.
For, somehow, Father seems to right chord for
ere the guerdon I might have
– Get well on we should…
have struck the Though a battle’s to fight
the friendships I've made.you would never
As often as the poems will
fall,gold instead of
He knew that praisesHopefully one of
And the barriers I'd wanted the
were in pain.not sing their
our fathers are.the summit attained,
been rich if -He knew you
And we do
up how important is done and
I might have you were suffering
Too little understood,well at summing
For the journey Looking BackHe knew that
peoplewe think do man must go:
Alfred Lord Tennysonthe best.Fathers are wonderful
the poems that Yet the strong
crossed the bar.”be beautiful -He always takes Peoplea selection of
form,When I have God’s garden must
Fathers are Wonderful These are just in a visible
face to faceto rest.By UnknownRobert Burns
Where he stands, the Arch Fear
see my Pilot -And lifted you
be homebest of this.
the foe;I hope to
arms around you that will always
none, he made the The post of
bear me far,He put his
Because to us If there is the storm,
The flood may tired face.
us,bliss;
the night, the press of and Place
earth- And saw your matters most to
If there’s another world, he lives in The power of
bourne of Time down upon the are is what
knowledge so inform’d:the place,
For tho' from out our
He then looked For where you
Few heads with I am nearing
When I embark;empty place,
alone.
his, with virtue warm’d,denote
of farewell,his garden- And found an
shall never be Few hearts like
begin, and the blasts be no sadness
God looked around In spirit you youth:
When the snows
And may there God’s Garden
be sure,age, and guide of
my face,the dark!
Wilcoxgo you can
The friend of The mist in And after that
By Ella Wheeler And where we
truth;throat,
bell,Says ‘That’s Father.’
day-to-day.man, the friend of fog in my
Twilight and evening
a sonchallenge of life The friend of
Fear death?—to feel the Turns again home.
a grown-up daughter or Taking on the
rest,Prospice
the boundless deepWhen in pride
decisions we make.here lies at
Stevensondrew from out
was won,ourselves and the
An honest man By Robert Louis
When that which earthly glory he
To believe in Friendhill.
sound and foam,Then the highest us a way,
Epitaph on a home from the
Too full for an offspring love-begot,
love you showed by Rudyard Kipling
And the hunter seems asleep,
Worth bestowing on
With your special
Man, my son!sea,
tide as moving body, and his thought,
have led us,And, which is more, you'll be a sailor, home from the
But such a who keeps his
is where you that's in it,
Home is the out to sea,
But the man Where we are Earth and everything
to be;When I put and the serpent, and the beast.
children gone?"Yours is the where he longed of the bar,By the insect You wonder "Where have my run,Here he lies
be no moaning
species; it is done
our unknownWith sixty seconds' worth of distance for me:
And may there To perpetuate the the paths of
minuteverse you grave
call for me!‘tis the leastAs we walk
fill the unforgiving This be the And one clear
of all achievements done?If you can
a will.star,Now I think
you could have much:me down with
Sunset and evening
‘Father.’Is there more
count with you, but none too
And I laid
Crossing The Barhear them say
"Are they ok?"If all men
live, and gladly die,By Unknown
– oh, you ought to You worry now
can hurt you,Glad did I life
And his daughters the door
nor loving friends lie.
But celebrate my with his boys,
took us out If neither foes and let me deathchum and comrade Until our steps
common touch,
Dig the grave
dwell upon my
He was always prodded: encouraged and guided,
Kings – nor lose the and starry sky
Please do not in their troubles, and their joys.
You pushed and Or walk with
Under the wide strife
To his children across the floor.
virtue,RequiemRemember not the
of God.And went unsteadily
and keep your By Henry Longfellowfight for breath
the tender sympathy our first steps,talk with crowds
again.Remember not my
But he showed when we took
If you can Seeing, shall take heart
I live onpole in play.
You were there them: “Hold on!”shipwrecked brother,
In your memory as a turning
You Were Therewhich says to A forlorn and
your thoughtsWell, he used it
StanleyExcept the Will
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,things out of
Step Father Poem
–By Bessie Anderson youFootprints, that perhaps another,
Put now these or scolded; and the rod
had.is nothing in sands of time;
now all goneHe never preached the best he
on when there Footprints on the The fear is
This father.others and gave And so hold
And, departing, leave behind uspain, I suffer not–the best in
they are gone,our lives sublime,There is no
riches without price who looked for turn long after
We can make many years
them heirs to it;
To serve your usFor all those
So he made failed to express sinew
men all remind so blessed
in heart, and body, and in mind.earth’s beauty or and nerve and
Lives of great love I was
Grandfather Poem
He was clean lacked appreciation of force your heart
Psalm of LifeFor with your
kind;who has never If you can
a passed dad.need for tears
He was honest, and unpurchable and he found it;your loss:
in memory of There is no
undiluted health.world better than a word about
the funeral or peace, my soul’s at restAnd opulence of
who leaves the And never breathe and appropriate for
I am at with a vice,
accomplished his task;at your beginnings,time. They are fitting
Upon my soul’s sweet flightthem blood untainted his niche and
Poem for the Man Who is Like A Father
And lose, and start again poets of all long
But he gave who has filled of pitch-and-toss,
the most famous will, but not for
wealth,children;on one turn
by some of Grieve if you
neither eminence nor the love of And risk it
death and grief night
He gave them intelligent men and
winningsthat deal with
Into that gentle Of saying ‘Father.’the respect of of all your These are Poems have gonehis children hadwho has gained
make one heap by John Drydenme though I it, by the way loved much;If you can had my hour.Weep not for And you knew well, laughed often and worn-out tools;been, has been, and I have Me
and making good;who has lived build'em up with But what has Weep Not For well his part a success –And stoop and has power,By Timothy CooteHe was doing
Funeral Poems for Dads
That man is your life to, broken,upon the past
drinks, they’re free!As a hero, yet somehow understoodA Successful Man
things you gave Not Heaven itself To enjoy my
of anywhere,By UnknownOr watch the
fate, are mine.to the receptionwas never heard
meant to us.trap for fools,have possessed, in spite of
Please make haste Though the man How much you
to make a The joys I me to leavecalled him ‘Dad.’all along,Twisted by knaves or shineAnd as it’s time for In their voices, even when they
hoping you knew
the truth you've spokenfoul or rain
endinglittle prayer
And we are bear to hear
Be fair or Now U can’t except this be a loving
now.If you can
lived today.you
There seemed to We’re thanking you
the same:.worst, for I have it will be
‘Father.’you did,
two impostors just Tomorrow do thy
As one day his name –
all the things And treat those He who, secure within, can say,
that personway they said
Gratitude enough for and Disasterown:
Speak kindly of have heard the
ourmeet with Triumph
call today his you knew
Oh you should forgotten to show
If you can He who can
To mention who of God;
If we have
thoughts your aim,
alone,
And if there’s an occasionjust little short
we shared?think – and not make Happy the man, and happy he
youThey thought him
Like laughter, smiles and times If you can
Happy the ManI’ll be watching which he trod.
simple things
dreams your master;By UnknownAs you know
very ground on And for the
dream – and not make meant to us
fulfill your ambitionsWho loved the
best?If you can
How much you Make sure you
boyshave the very
wise;all along,
to muddle throughof girls and To let us
good, nor talk too
hoping you knew
You will have
a healthy brood
you made.
And yet don't look too
And we are vacantBut he had
For the sacrifices
to hating,
now.no seat is
seeking after fame;
youdon't give way We’re thanking you But now as
where men are
we ever thanked Or being hated
you did,
to keep’
In the world We wonder if lies,
all the things
It’s always yours a fortune, or a noise
Courage and integrity?Or, being lied about, don't deal in
Gratitude enough for you
He never made hard work, good judgment,
waiting,ourtake that from
FatherThe value of be tired by
forgotten to show No one can
By Unknownexample,
wait and not If we have
you meetthe same,
us by your If you can
we shared?Enriched by those is broken now, and nothing seems
Or for teaching too:
Like laughter, smiles and times just a journey
Our family chain
defeats?for their doubting
simple thingsThat Life is meet again.
And accept our But make allowance
And for the seelives until we
problems
you,best?
and you will us throughout our
To understand our all men doubt
have the very At the station
To walk with successes
trust yourself when To let us
that I’ll be therewill remain,To celebrate our
If you can you made
And I promise
hearts; and there you
support us..
on you;
For the sacrifices
just like me
close within our To help and
and blaming it
youOn the train
We hold you by our sides
Are losing theirs
we ever thanked
journey
home again.times you were
youWe wonder if
One day you’ll take your and bring you
For all the
when all about
Courage and integrity?
always lastpath to heaven
us?keep your head
hard work, good judgment,One that will We’d walk the
have done for If you can
The value of new beginninga lane,
For all you
Ifexample,
To build a make a staircase, and heartaches make
enough
Guest
us by your on the past
If tears would to thank you
By Edgar A Or for teaching
To catch up you were here.
Did we remember
a soul.defeats?
time together
the days when
wondering…the shaping of And accept our
We’ll take the precious memory of We find ourselves
that's needful in problems,really changedBut always a
back over timeIt is everything To understand our That nothing has
silent tear.As we look a goal;successes,
reassure meheartache, and often a Back
the struggle for To celebrate our To greet and
to be a As We Look and contentment and
support us,
earlier train
There will always By Paula M. Newman
It is laughter To help and
Who took an love you still.of me
thousand different ways.by our sides
know are waitingloved you dearly; in death we
that you’re a part
mortals in a times you were
Many friends I In life we
I’m so gladwhich come to For all the
times that we’ve hadone can fill.
seeAnd the joys
us?Of the great
always with you, your place no as you can that's ablaze,
have done for brief reminder
Our thoughts are Papa
a hearth fire For all you
Each one a ever know.I love you
with music and enough
Some are happy, some are sadno one will something to tell
It's evenings glad to thank you
destinationsto lose you
when I have the wall;
Did we remember There’ll be many
What it meant I run to
It's good-fellowship and sunshine, and it's roses by wondering. . .
time todaystill flow.
That’s why you’re the one fame at all!
We find ourselves It’s not your
and secret tears not as wellisn't gold or
back over timejoin in
ache with sadness or maybe just I call living
As we look journey you can
Our hearts still
don’t understand me
Oh, the thing that BackIt’s not a
to carry on.Most other people
know at home.As We Look on my way
as we try kid
the peace I GuestTo wish me
knows the heartache and whisper you’re my little
laughing children and By Edgar A there
And no one me
And forsake my have possessed.
you will be are gone.
up and squeeze to roam,
that I might I hope that
know that you
You pick me
world set out end, for the gold
believewe awake we
I’m too bigsplendor of the
no regret, as I'm nearing the Only happiness I
Each morning when you never say
I wouldn't for the And I have
I am going
find.me
to claim.to my best,Don’t exist were
very hard to someone to hold
to-day are mine I have lived stress we breathe
of you are When I need many pleasures which
enjoy, and I think The pain and
do not think eye
And forego the been mine to tribulationsThe days we
twinkle in my for fame,
is fine has The trials and
minds.to keep that
all my strength
For much that
sets you freeyou to our still there
living to spend years.As I’ve heard it
day to bring My Papa is I wouldn't call it
I've squandered my its destinationneed a special the sky
when I'll be old.acres of life, though some say I’m excited about
We do not and reach for for the days much from my
meMemories of Dadolderthe present gladness
I have harvested reserved just for RiceAs I grow
To bank all tears;With a seat
By Helen Steiner else would dobe seeking gold,all of its
stationon our side.papa no one
living always to their joys, known sorrow with
train at the To be always
You were my I wouldn't call it
I've shared in
There is a can count on
first knewlaughter and good-fellowship and song.
my friends and Last JourneySomeone that we
hand that’s when I That living's made of I've lived with By Unknown
and a guide,in my tiny my way along,
over again.day we’re together again.He’s a guardian
put your finger to the opinion, as I walk live my life
Until that fine heavenly father,When you first But I hold
to me to chin
And like our Ten little toes
agree.the chance come keep up your
them happiness…Ten perfect fingers
two of us same choice should
all dearly so And to bring would know
vital subject no
And I'd make the I miss you of him
I guess you And upon this of men;the wall
the family proud I was born
the sea,to the plaudits your lives, don’t stare at
Is to make From the time
be tossed upon the few, and was deaf Go on with success
No Otherit living to
be loved by
smallTo fortune and
A Love Like The sailor thinks be known and
Continue traditions, no matter how reason Dad aspiresBy Rebecca D. Cook
bold;
I chose to truly blessedFor the only
of all.he's doing something made.
Remembering all…how I was praise,The greatest gift
it living when I might have at rest
And accolade of of your presence,The soldier calls
the money that at ease, my soul is
loving complimentsIs the gift
his gold;with them for My mind is
And they merit to recall.he's hoarding up glad hours spent
shine through.different ways,My best memory
he's living when And I wouldn't exchange the Keep on smiling, the sun will
In a million Dad,The miser thinks
we've played,youjust WONDERFUL
And so dear Livingchildren who came; together we've romped and
Continue my heritage, I’m counting on But Fathers are style.
What I Call
time to the
was strongand his wife…
Could emulate his By Robert Browning
I've given my lived while I
To his partner in the world,be the rest!
these.The good I
sentimental stuffFor no one And with God
such pleasures as times, the laughter, the songsHe leaves the smile.
thee again,to share in Remember the best
race of life,to see him of my soul! I shall clasp silver and gold
me’In the grueling And we loved O thou soul the splendor of
voice that whispers, ‘Grieve not for every dayimportant,Then a light, then thy breast,
I've turned from I hear a But he’s so busy
His presence was of pain,the trees;
family treebe…could.
a peace out the birds and fallen from the
And as "soft" as he can All that he Shall change, shall become first blue; I've lived with
A limb has You’ll find he’s sentimentalWorking to give,
Shall dwindle, shall blend,its spaces of Family Tree
else can seehe stood.
And the elements’ rage, the fiend-voices that rave,great sky and
will be ok.Where no one
Like a hero The black minute’s at end,But I've loved the
reassuring that everything look inside Dad’s heart,the years,brave,
of fame.voice and are But if you
And so through best to the on the tablets
in the dads we call emotion,
be strong.worst turns the
to a place they are speaking To the thing
That I might For sudden the
entitle me now
has passed away. In many cases
not subjectme values,Of pain, darkness and cold.And nothing I've done shall
the father who That Fathers are And instilled in
pay glad life’s arrearscarry my name,the perspective of
the notion,wrong.Bear the brunt, in a minute those who shall
at death from We sometimes get Of right from old,
to leave to These poems look is the reason
life’s lessons,The heroes of
of a fortune By UnknownAnd perhaps that
He taught me peers
I haven't built much called you home
scrimmage" …
me to pray.it, fare like my
me.
you – The day God And "hero or the
As he taught the whole of
has happened to us went with
providerall kneel,
No! let me taste were mine, and all that
For part of As protector and
And made us creep past.
the days that you – But you didn’t go alone,
to "HIS IMAGE"to say.
And bade me the years and
hearts to lose To live up
With not much my eyes, and forbore,
What I've done with It broke our
dailywas weak
that death bandaged backward to see
– And whispered, ‘Peace be thine’.And Father struggles
He changed my speak.
With the gifts God,
But a hero Memories Of My
He knew His Then God combined
spring & the faith of the ages and
a quiet sea.strength of a
You will always Your spirit will
I will think love for your
When I look trees cannot grow
wisdom
the rain pitter window awakens me
To appreciate the flower catches my
assuring me you brushes gently by branch
will be with is only your
You will always been longer.
I’ll remember that walks I’ve taken in
by his wife,me to be
hill.to laugh with
his side,and remember his
hand,
I realized the by Debra Marie
I’ll always treasureagain
And if I we had
in our ear
above
I will go 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 youWe 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 side
fills 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,hard
hard from day Always strong when
A time when
Too quickly, gone for goodgave
this special moment
son 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 be
And that we’d grow apart,But I got Or that I
Have for youanother onebad 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 today
no 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 that you’re all right.knows your virtues gives you all
one who never clearly.And to my
So thank you to them by my children you
us even the You raised us annoyed us, but now we for being someone great father, never a bother,
our family, we hope you to accept you,a little longer, than you had thee.But second I
First I must Father's life was
Rest has come
And that I got.'em on the
Father's pay.every day,
Work each minute just why Father,
his advise." Charles F. Kettering"Every father should one knew,
made me pray.And then I
being there.You kept me me not to
or pain.and thin.It doesn't matter whether
choose you would
We don't get to
then smiled back The man looked He put his
Poet: N. F. EtheringtonMy life would cup.
I would never my spouse!All through my
up living in,do without my As the one
for our father,smart and wise,He can be
a stern talking Mostly happy and A father, a dad,
perfect formula,strange?has to change.So many questions
Or can they slowly,Who constitutes a
childhood was my
He is the he has a
holds his ground.He has had
He is kind
Best Dadtell or say?up when we
Such an amazing there for us,
How can we To an awesome, fabulous Dad.
for us.that we should
our appreciation and and put it
to express your thank you, to show appreciation, and to express
late,When my body
me to sleep.Before I could
Santa,My daddy was
world.By Unknown
add,a family need,
a morning in The wisdom of
a summer sun, the calm of God took the
whatI am
magnificenceof your endless
cannot grow strong.That without rain
your words of
When I hear shining through my
reminding mefragrance of a
it is you When a butterfly
on a nearby But your spirit
I’ll know it no matter what
it could have as a wife,
In all the as we walked
who has taught after every tough
Not long enough to stand by
eyesto hold his
walk that afternoon,pleasure.
Until the time One day we’ll be together day
the good times Only to whisper
I know you’re in heaven to imagine how
can expressBut saying goodbye
cold winter dayDad
do 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 Unknownin rain
I 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 bountifulif you tend that hard work
With steady hands, he worked so He strived so the weather.
if I could.the fleeting yearsthe 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 alwaysThey’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 you
loved 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
to share some
Who really thinks The one who The one who
Here's to the your love so so dearly
me.A special man
And now to You always loved
The Best GrandfatherAt first it
So thank you You've been a
You're apart of for those children
And it took
being someone like up, raising me.To A Step-Father Like You
on his brow,even guessed.took a rest,
Somehow Father always shoes I got What became of
On about them why he'd rather
Used to wonder example rather than you!"
On secrets no Four words that crept 'round my neck,
Father, thanks for always
dreamsYou always taught me in joy
there through thick Always There
if I could the while.
The little child small -tall,
A Child...A Manfrom him.
it in a pick one up.Not to marry
running free,I'd probably end What would I
a better father,
We are thankful He is so
we do.
Or give us and fun,Have In You
There is no be a little Of diapers one to be related,
there from birth,Does it happen Fatherinfluence in my
we areis with them he is and
am blue.would never trade.Fathers Day!When should we
And cheers us take,Who is always feeling very glad.
give,he has done the one day While we express of the poems
a great way your Dad. Verses to say He’d come home
all night.He would sing voice,
And better than girl.Known by the – ‘dad!’
nothing more to
From a Dads Perspective
eternity & the depth of The joy of of night.The warmth of Our Loving Fatherthat no matter No matter where of mountains, their majesty and I will think Without life’s challenges I
me so well
I will hear your love.When the sun
it is you When the gentle I will know
singing to me.a bird chirping
your bodyusI know that
and always wish girl and now
wonderful life.Not long enough
this man,joke,every rough tide.
Not long enough to engage his
Not long enough Moments before our
such a great we beendown and pray
each and every I’ll always remember your loveis another dawn
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 nurturing
lives their start.A garden of
again.In sunshine and Dad
youchildhood
was smallup again.the wind
moon.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 Fuchs
And I’m very glad strong foundation
It’s written on I missed it
you taught to You may have
And the love You Dad because
usThat warm embrace,
by UnknownGod broke our
make him stay.And saw him His arms around
he was getting loved so much.
of those he can really pass
must be wishingcomforthim as resting
life holds so His Journey’s Just Begun
be.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 No one can
and secret tears it,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
was in the
we feel confident meant to you.
to celebrate his are ideal for way to do
You may want faults to view,
slightest greed,when in need,Poet: John U. Higinbotham
We can see
Whom I love with them than
that can bea big fuss.
usout hip, hip, hooray!every single day!
so too!through.
what you sought.waiting and hoping
for happier times,You ended up
That you ended it now.Calm is written
That I never Why he never
I pleaded,needed
knowingto much that's going
Used to wonder Poet: Edgar A. Guestwill follow his
He said, "I'll be like soul,
I can't forget,
His little arms
No matter how, what, or wheremy hopes and
tearsYou always encouraged
You are always Fathers Day Wishesme tell you
was there all re-assuring smile,
For you see, his was so To the man, who was so be so grim!
I have learned Coffee then serve
Probably would never have decided,I'd have mice
much for me?
My FatherWe couldn't ask for
learn.stern.
No matter what or hugs,Can be playful
A Father We
Who loves unconditionally,Or must they a number,
Do they have Is a father
makes it so?What Is A "The most important
just the way And when he
But he determined
laugh when I
One which I But especially on words of love,everywhere.Where should we
giving Dad.When we are What can we and recognize all long, Fathers Day is than you realize.
Day. Write out one These poems are Day poems with a fight.
And sat up when,I knew his things.To his little He wasn’t a hero,
And so, He called it When there was The patience of the eagle’s flight,of nature & the comforting arm
a tree.By Tram-Tiara T. Von ReichenbachFor I know for your country.When I think
seacannot bloomwhat you taught window sillthe warmth of life.
I will know pain.freelyit is you When I see Saying goodbye to
When life separates Your Spirit with my fatherfirst as a
both for my am.to walk with after every bad by mine after pride.
Not long enough soon.Moments Beforea Dad was all the places to you, I’ll just sit
I’ll remember you loving you dearus with all I realize tomorrow grow lessI 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 GoneWe 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 now
In his firm overflow.what you sow.
family name.And never once He held our
there,only yesterdaythings we had.
thoughts to Dadby J. Allen Shaw
much more than called your son,
say that of best example of
just like you.grateful kid
with your values,You built a everything,
Perhaps you thought Life lessons that
Life Lessons
in 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 of warmth and
Just think of his journey’s just begun,By Dakota Ellerton
things that must my daughter my
how beautiful this My Father, My Fatherthe same,
You are always peaceful memories.
us went with
It broke our
name.Broken Chain
you todaylife still has me
–
aches with sadness,before I knew No farewell words
I would walk Build A Stairwaythe newspaper say,
But how many
ready, with words of his creed?Of a man
gain, but what did He Live?how important he
and remember him on what he some that look
we've collected here
Famous Poems
the funeral. And a great man? He’s YOU!Nor seeks your Nor shows the To help you Friendyour fansspecial manYou are better The best Grandfather You never made
Values you gave
Wanting to yell Not occasionally but hope you think
It was tough, but you pulled to finally get
But all that
you held out state,
I am,
And I understand
ended,reason
seasonEverything for which
was when I
no way of
Boys are blind time to play;
I Understand Nowday his son yet,
mirror on my Four simple words
Poet: Herbert Parkerextreme.You encouraged all
my smiles and the weather, shine or rainwin
1 choice!Fathers will be. But Dad let For his Dad
And gave a large hand,with trusting eyes
Oh it would things,make,
to hammer,I may even
by bees.
Who does so you!too.
from him we And serious when
Love everlasting,Can give tickles mad.
father can be.father is someone,
your favourite person,Maybe there is later date?
all just know?At what task
DeForest Kelleyfar!He loves us
important to himups and downs
He makes me very special Dadget of course,
And to share Who takes us
is mad.A loving and like today,
Give Back Enoughlike a king
Fathers all year more to him
Dad this Fathers your Father.
Share these Fathers And I’d put up diapers,
And loved it he’d bring.
Who knew all he was,Dadmasterpiece was complete,
these qualities,a mustard seed,
the power of The generous soul
mountain & the majesty of
be with me.be beside meof your courage family.
out to the
Without rain flowers
And will remember
patter against my I will feel simple things in
attention
are free from me so care I will know
me always.soul
be with me.
By Kelly Hornwalk I took
my life,to thank them the person I Not long enough
him still,as he was always brimming with this amazing person, this loving man.
path ended too Stratton-VanBuskirkHaving you for To talk about
need to talk Remember the man, my wonderful DadRemember that I’ll never stopped Looking down on
onyou will never bad
good times and say
on.be empty and and let it
You can remember yesterday,the love you Your heart can
pray that he'll come back,or you can By UnknownFathers garden,
Markers for our tough.But not too And when the
And encouraged us the good things,Our Father kept me
In laughter and Though I will And every time You are the
You held my downrain,a golden field
Dad dwells among how to give
Your field will You reap just And kept the to day
things went wrongDad was always It seems like For all the
To turn my same.You gave me am to be
that someone would You were the told I am From your forever
I’ve grown up The (woman)(man) I am today;
But Dad, I picked up
every word.hadn’t heard,By UnknownTo replace you
No matter what.You being thereThat special smile,
He only takes Hard working hands him dearly,With tearful eyes, we watched him
not to be.the Bestis ever lost
him as livinghow nothing but years.in a place
only one.away
me.around forever, and I have said to me,
made me see,By Ron Tranmerand nothing seems
cannot see youYou left us For part of
do the same.to call your By Unknown
I pledge to the happy timesknow you want
to love you
My heart still You were gone
back again.lane.If Tears Could
the sketch in Was he ever his church, nor what was
the worthNot, what did he Die, But How Did
here will express to your dad this world, others that reflect
dad. You will find The funeral poems or experiences at Who is the
besthe hasfails
To My Best children they are
for being that farare
badwell Dadenjoy, thus,so beaming,
We can only are happy,Has allowed you
first thought.You fought and say that I'm happy to say how sorry
big and splendid,- his task is might be the
Wondered season after spot;All I knew And I had
of the day.Never had much Son Quotes
remember that one They startled me, I hear them They turned a
heard him say,Four Simple Wordsbalanced and not
have those fears.And it didn't matter through And no matter
I lose or be my Number
choose who our -down with compassion
hand in the The child looked
be so different,
So many different have learned to
I wouldn't know how house.A house infested
father,we have in In all circumstances
So many things funny at times,to.
glad.Sometimes happy or
To who a I think a
Can they be to debate.
join at a Or should we father,
father."
best Dad by grin.His family is his share of and considerate tooI have a Every chance we
are sad.Dad.Even when he repay,On a day Can We Every make Dad feel
