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Poem Details | by Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser |
Categories: absence, care, child, dad, desire, father, father daughter, fathers day,

LONGING FOR FATHER'S LOVE

I am not a father
Nor I am a mother
I am just a daughter
That is growing better...

Father, you have been away
I truly wish you have stayed
Hugging me as I lay
I don't need much penny...

All I have been missing is you my daddy
Your love and your real company...

Look, how I am now
I pursued my little vow
Hoping always, You'll be proud
It's alright if you'll not be loud...

All I want is for us to bond...

Yes, I am neither a kid nor a child
Ever anymore
But still, there is that longing
I cannot deny...

I miss you much, daddy...

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Poem Details | by Ed Coet |
Categories: death, father, inspirational, loss, lost love, son, sorry, dad, dad, patriotic,

Soldier

I saw a burial with a bugler playing taps;
I turned to my father, “what happened?” I asked.
He clutched my hand and with a quiver in his voice,
he began to explain and his eyes became moist.

“My son,” he said, “this is rather difficult for me;
for an old veteran like myself this is tough to see.
In that coffin lies a genuine patriotic warrior,
an honest-to-God hero, an American soldier.

I appreciate that soldier and the service he gave,
and I honor his sacrifice as he’s laid in his grave.
He was honorable, selfless, courageous, and bold;
please remember him son, as you grow old.

The value of his service, I must explain,
if not remembered, will be lost in vain.
As a nation we’re nothing without soldiers like him;
and failing to remember would be a terrible sin.”

I listened in awe as my father spoke,
it seemed as if his heart were broke.
I suddenly remembered when he went to war,
and when he returned I thought nothing more.

I never asked why he walked with a limp,
and I didn’t care about why he was sick.
I was too busy enjoying the life that I had,
to realize that I had it because of dad.

I finally understood what my dad was about,
and it hurt so bad I cried out loud.
He sacrificed so much so I could be free,
and his battle scars were suffered for me.

It was my father’s spirit that spoke to me that day;
thank God I finally understood what he had to say.
I saluted his coffin as they laid him to rest,
and I thought about the medals pinned on his chest.

That I didn’t honor him sooner, I will always regret;
and I pledged that day to never again forget.
I’m proud that my dad was a patriotic warrior;
I’m honored to be the son of an American soldier


Poem Details | by Sabrina Niday Hansel |
Categories: absence, angst, cry, dad, death, depression, emotions, family, father, father daughter, fear, feelings, future, goodbye, grief, heart, heartbroken, heaven, how i feel, identity, leaving, life, loneliness, lonely, loss, lost, love, memory, miss you, missing you, pain, parents, poets, prayer, sad, sorrow, strength, stress, urdu,

I Need Your Help Daddy

I’m tired
I’m Physically and Emotionally tired
I don’t want to be the strong one anymore
I can’t this time
I don’t know what to do Daddy
I need your help down here

I can’t get back in control of my emotions 
I’m having a hard time dealing with your absence
I’m having a hard time standing by myself
I need your help Daddy

I’m broken and lost without you Daddy
I need your will to want to carry on
I need your strength to over come this
I need your strength to stay standing
Your courage to fight back again
I need your help 

Please Daddy I’m at a loss
How am I suppose to do this
I need your guidance 
I need you to guide me back
To whom I was before
I need your help Daddy
I need your help







Poem Details | by Besma Riabi Dziri |
Categories: dad, daughter, dedication, father daughter, memory, miss you,

Adam Of Love And Faith

Adam of Love
barely knew what to put 
in black and white
with the Light in his heart
the dark able to look through.
A man of wealth
warmth and tenderness
the precious kernels of his soul.
A smile grew from his ribs
revealing inner rarity and creed.
Nature, his ancestors and his
in nature my Adam
so loving, so caring, so sweet.
Adam of Faith
in his prayers, Allah he never failed
imbued with a stainless strong belief.
Words of God dwell in his feelings
many a time overflowed into tears
reaching out for his deeds.
Adam of my heart
ever my words would me betray
to draw and paint your portrait
magic colours yet didn’t find their way
to meet your beauty
Dad, apple of my soul.

October 2nd, 2018


Poem Details | by CayCay Jennings |
Categories: appreciation, dad, father, love, missing,

My Father, My Dad

My voice is weak, my hand falters
As I attempt to speak of my Father.
Each night sleep takes me, then truth awakes me –
My Dad is gone, now dead.
My heart hears this from my head.
Wrapped in numbness, walking in nothingness,
I search for his presence.

The chain’s now broken, its brightest link gone.
My Dad was security and so mentally strong.
His mind quick, his wit sharp,
He always inspired my young heart.
Pleasing my Father was to lasso the sun.
In him my pride was first begun.

I picture his hands, legs and arms –
My protector from harm;
Wisdom was his voice, comforting his every choice,
Willpower his motto, sureness his step.
He was a man of incredible depth.
Knowing I am my Father’s daughter is a thought to be tenderly kept.
His final, “I love you” words, the most emotion I’ve heard yet.

I will miss you, Daddy.
Now and forever, naught will I forget.
I’ll see you each sunrise,
Mourn you each sunset.
Images crash around me, I’d have it no other way
Than your memory with me each and every day.



..CayCay Jennings
January 1, 2016


Poem Details | by Idella Brown |
Categories: death, father, loss, sad, day, dad, fathers day, dad, day, love,

Today Tomorrow Forever

                                 This day has come
                                 The day I've dreaded
                                 Dad I wish I could be
                                 in your arms once again,
                                  But I can only sit here
                                   and think of you instead,
                                I think of all memories
                                 we've once shared
                               I remember all your laughter
                                your love and your care,
                               when I needed someone you 
                              were always there,
                             But know my life is full of 
                             Emptiness and despair
                            Oh dear Dad you've been
                             gone almost a year
                             Still this pain is so severe
                            My heart is drowning in all
                              these tears
                          Consumed with all these
                           Rage and Fears,
                            wishing this was all
                              a horrid nightmare,
                         Your truly gone this I know,
                         I just want to tell you that
                         I still love you so, and I'll
                         hold on to your memories
                         I'll never let go,
                        For you were my Hero
                         You were my Dad,
                       you were one of my best friends
                       That a daughter could of ever 
                              had,
                        Now I know you're up there
                        and watching over me
                        with your beautiful spirit 
                        soaring so free,
                       I can feel your presence
                       always surrounding me
                      I just want you to remember 
                             Dad
                    That you'll always be
                    Today, Tomorrow, Forever
                    A Cherished part of 
                                             ME.....
 
                                             I STILL LOVE YOU DAD....HAPPY FATHERS DAY 


Poem Details | by OP Threat aka God |
Categories: age, dad, emotions, grandchild, grandfather,

I Love You, Old Man

I once had knew a man 
Who became older than a dead man 
A tired soul, he was.
Looked like he'd never seen a bed 

        And

His gray hair resembled a cloudy day, 
With fog, and his swollen eyes -
- looked like someone had just punched him in the face 

His skin was wrinkled like a dollar bill in a child's pocket 
Told to put it in his wallet, but Gosh darn it, he didn't think it 

Through, 

the skin on his face was sagging like the jeans of a teenage delinquent, 
Or like borrowing a pair from someone who weighs a hundred more than you 

His back was hunched like he was searching for answers that lie upon the ground 
He had always kept his walker close to him, it helped him get around.

Too someone else, he may just seem to be an old man 
But too me, he is a gold man

'Cause That's my old man.


Poem Details | by karin herrman |
Categories: childhood, daughter, family, father, children, loss, sad, son, love,

Questions for Dad

How do you do it...
   arrested again.
Paroled for awhile
   then back to the pen.
We know you don't mean it.
   We know that you care.
But when will you show it?
   When and where?
As much as we love you
   our hate runs that strong.
Why can't you stay with us?
   What are we doing wrong?
Are your friends to blame?
   Did they help cause this bust?
What should we feel?
   Who do we trust?
Who do we love?
    Who should we hate?
Why do you burden us
    with all your stuff
       on our plate?
It's too much to handle,
     we're too young to deal.
With the heartache we have,
     with the pain that we feel.

Your our Daddy, our idol,
     our mentor for sure.
Our anger, our hope,
     we need you here more.
Your smile, our tears
     your our happiness found.
Our twinkle, our fears,
     the reason we frown.
You want us to love you
     you want us to care
But Daddy, how can we...
     when your never there!


Poem Details | by Sabrina Niday Hansel |
Categories: absence, angst, cancer, change, child, courage, cry, dad, daughter, death, dedication, emotions, eulogy, family, farewell, father, father daughter, fathers day, feelings, first love, goodbye, grief, heart, heartbroken, heaven, hero, i love you, identity, inspiration, inspirational, journey, june, life, loss, love, memory, mentor, miss you, parents, pride, remember, sad, self, spiritual, strength, tribute,

I'm my Daddy Made Over

Dedicated to my Dad Jerry WNiday 3/20/1952 - 6/18/2013


I am who I am because of him
He’s the reason for my son’s name
He gave me my courage & my strength
To stand tall even when standing wasn’t easy
Stand for the ones who can’t
To think and fend for myself
I’m my Daddy made over

Taught me to fight back 
To never back down
How to pick myself back up
When I’ve been knocked down
Fight for what I believe
I’m my Daddy made over

He gave me my stubbornness 
Gave me my pride
Gave me my temper
Taught me not to take crap
To speak my mind to no matter who
Work for what I want
I’m my Daddy made over

How to keep my emotions in check
How to handle large amounts of pain
When in trouble he always had my back
He knew how my mind worked better than anyone
I got it from him
I’m my Daddy made over

Even though he’s gone
I’ll stand and continue on 
I may stumble I may fall 
May even get hurt along the way
But I’ll pick myself back up
I’ll dust myself off and stand tall
I’m honored and proud to say
I’m my Daddy made over


Sabrina Niday Hansel


Poem Details | by Sabrina Niday Hansel |
Categories: absence, angst, best friend, cancer, courage, cry, dad, daughter, death, dedication, emotions, eulogy, family, farewell, father, father daughter, fathers day, feelings, first love, goodbye, grief, heartbroken, heaven, hero, i love you, identity, inspirational, june, life, loss, lost, lost love, love, memory, mentor, miss you, missing you, mom, pain, parents, remember, sad, sad love, sister, slam, sorrow, soulmate, strength, tribute, urdu,

We Lost More Than a Dad

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost half of how we came to be
We lost we four girls first love
We lost our Best Friend

We lost more than just a Dad that day
Our Mom lost her Soul Mate, Her other half 
Our children lost their Papaw
We lost our family’s foundation 
We lost the glue that held us together

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost the Strongest man we ever knew 
We lost the man we looked up too
We lost we four girls Teacher of many things

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We four girls lost our Hero
We lost some of our Light
We lost part of our Heart
We lost part of our Soul

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost some of our Courage
We lost some of our Strength
We lost some of our will to fight back
We lost some of our will to carry on
We four girls lost more than a Dad
We lost more than just a Dad that day


Poem Details | by humble b |
Categories: angel, baby, baptism, beach, birthday, boyfriend, caregiving, child, christian, christmas, courage, dad, dance, dedication, faith, family, friendship, happiness, happy, hope, inspirational, introspection, life, love, miracle, peace, people, prayer, recovery from..., religion, religious, romance, social, spiritual, stress, uplifting,

LOVE, ANGELS, and MUSIC

LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night


Poem Details | by jl sadberry |
Categories: angel, child, dad, i love you,

I Love You Dad

One of my earliest remembrances in this place; life
Was when I was about three or four years of age
The fear overcoming my heart thinking if ever
I were to be seperated from or lose, my father ?
Within my minds eye I see a small child in spirit
Walking hand and hand with their own beautiful 
Father amid heaven turning back to smile; John
There he goes, my dad and myself left sorting...
About this flesh; bittersweet, tides through time 
Which touch every life yet in faith I know that all 
Shall one day be well; as I wave and into the light
Their beauty's go rejoicing a soul; wiping love's tear.






...."John Harrison Sadberry ˜ March 26th, 1939 ˜ Beauty ˜ To, 
December 19th, 2012, &, 'Forevermore ˜ I Love You Dad!'"...*


Poem Details | by Sabrina Niday Hansel |
Categories: absence, anniversary, dad, dedication, family, father daughter, fathers day, love, memory, missing you, parents, remembrance day, song, tribute,

Daddy's Song

Time has passed by so quickly
You’ve been gone 2 yrs today
I never knew something could hurt so much
The wound from losing you hasn’t even begun to heal
It’s still fresh and split wide open 
Daddy, how do we do this?

I still buy your candy
Candy I’ll never eat again
I just give it away days later
It's just something that I gotta do

Oh Daddy, what are we supposed to do
Without you here with us
It’s so hard to believe
You were here and now you’re gone
What are we gonna do

Daddy, How will we find our place in this world, now
When you and Mom are all we’ve ever known.
I wish I could wake up from this nightmare
And you’d still be here

Oh Daddy, what are we supposed to do
Without you here with us
It’s so hard to believe
You were here and now you’re gone
What are we gonna do

I hope you can't hear me
When I cry out to Heaven to get me through Hell
I don't want you to be sad
None of this is your fault

How are we supposed 
To fill this empty space
Nothing can replace 
The life we made with you
I wouldn't let it even try

Those old wore out flannel shirts you loved so much
Gets me through nights
When nights get tough
They make me feel so close to you
Daddy what are we supposed to do

You've missed so much
Your first grandson has a daughter now
She's beautiful, Daddy
She looks so much like you
Your second grandson
Your name sake, Graduated 8th grade
What I wouldn’t give to have seen your face
When you heard his name called
Your granddaughter, your Tator-head got glasses
She loves them, unlike the rest of us
How are we supposed to do this without you here
What are we gonna to do

Time has passed by so quickly
You’ve been gone 2 yrs today
I never knew something could hurt so much.

What are we supposed to do now
We miss you Daddy
   


Poem Details | by Aidan Gilbert |
Categories: addiction, care, dad, father daughter, i love you, my child, sad,

To Love My Only Daughter

To Love My Only Daughter
By: Aidan Gilbert 

I wanted to be the best father
To love my only daughter
But a cold war struck my blind eyes
Left my love inside in a knotted tie
This war slowly kills
And I don’t have a will
A will to fight against it
Because of that my daughter took the biggest hit
She was only six
And my life I couldn’t fix
I remember
On a cold November
I took her to her ballet class
And when she was backstage I snuck out to my car and hidden alcohol stash
I would come back and see her dance
See her on that stage prance
See looked at me with a huge smile and those big brown eyes
I had to step outside and cry
Her in her beautiful pink tutu
I’ll never love her like she wants me too
Lilly 
Always said when I’m drunk I’m acting silly
If only she knew I won’t be there when the sky is blue
Or new
Only when the sky is grey
With this alcohol addiction I won’t change my way
And the worst of it is you can’t take the sting out of my heart
Because sadly I don’t regret anything from the start
What kind of man am I
To let my only daughter later cry
Because later she will see
The man I chose to be
After her ballet class I took her home
But in that car my drunk mind started to roam
It all happened so fast
It happened in a flash
I passed that red light
My mind was having flashes of us once flying a kite
Then we hit the semi truck…
We didn’t have the time to duck
I remember in that hospital room
I woke up too soon
My shame was hard to hide
I had lost all of my pride
I knew I might never see my daughter again
I knew I probably didn’t win
I looked over at my wife
Drained from her was life
She was shaking
Waiting to see if her daughter would be waking
From that day what I remember best
The doctor came in depressed
He said Lilly did die
I started to cry…
I knew I would never be to tell her I love her again or say goodbye


Poem Details | by Laurel Larison |
Categories: family, father, children, happiness, life, loss, love, dad, miss you, heaven, dad, heaven, miss you, i love you,

My Father

I miss you dad every single day
The wonderful Times I remember 
Are the times we spent together going 
To dinner and church
The times I will cherish always on this earth
Your gentle ways and smiles and hugs
Made Life worthwhile for this is true
Forever you are missed in my heart and soul
But the forever is Heaven and you are there basking
In the Light of the Lord
I miss you dad and loved you so much 
But eternity is yours to no longer hurt
Cancer is what took you far too soon
I am always remembering your hugs and 
I loved you so much too.
Eternity is there for you now and forever
Remember I love you and Kisses from here
to you in the forever they call Heaven from earth


Poem Details | by Kenny A Fledgling Poet |
Categories: family, father, life, love, mother, poetry,

Chef - Dad

If he were my Dad, he would be the best.
A distinguished Chef that taught me to cook.
An ever loving Heart, beats in his chest.
His spare time , he writes a Poetry book.
When its done; as a Poetry Family; We should all take a look.
.
I have a distinct advantage, in the Culinary Arts.
“Dad” was a self made Chef : Loved by Culinary : ALL.
You have an distinct advantage, with your Ever Loving Hearts.
We climb the stairs of Poetry; to the Poet Laureate’s Hall.
We spend half of Eternity, reading Poems upon the wall.

He's a teacher, a Chef, a poet; a husband that Loves his Wife.
Allthough she now lives in Heaven, as she has for forty years.
His heart has found someone new; that has given him new life.
Barbara Jean, whom I call Mom; has dried up past forlorn tears
He is a man deeply in love with everyone he knows, he loves all his peers.

This is a Quintain I wrote for Francine Roberts Contest "  English Quintain Contest
Dedicated to "Dad  and Mom" Harry DJohnson aka Harry, HG, Liege and Barbara Jean
Gorlick aka BG, Mom I wrote this Dec3 I added the third stanza today Dec14


Poem Details | by Kim Merryman |
Categories: dad, death, love, integrity,

Good-bye Daddy

Daddy, much too soon you left,
Leaving your family so bereft.
I know you didn't want to go.
Oh, Daddy how I miss you so!

Your voice no longer will I hear,
And that alone brings many a tear.
Your loving hugs I'll also miss,
I won't forget your gentle kiss.

A man of principle and pride 
You remained until you died.
A life lived with integrity
Will be your lasting legacy.

Rest in peace my dearest Dad.
I'm thankful for the time we had.
Your earthly journey now is through,
But I will never stop loving you.

7/4/13
Dedicated to my dad, Earl Horger, Jr
who passed away 6/27/2013


Poem Details | by Megan Devon |
Categories: baby, boyfriend, child, dad, daughter, first love, happiness, husband, love, marriage, romantic, self, blue, blue, girl, love, me,

Once Upon A Time

This is a poem about the future I'd love to have with the boy of my dreams.
None of this has actually happened yet (besides us falling in love with eachother) but it's how I would like it to happen.

Once upon a time, I became the luckiest girl in the worldI fell in love with a gorgeous boy with blue eyes, and he actually loved me backHe was like my prince, he treated me like his princess and would do anything for meToday, we're united as King and QueenIt's been years, but walking down the aisle I'm still staring at the cutest, most perfect guy I've ever seenWhen our lips finally meet after parting to say "I do", it tastes like Heaven.

Once upon a time, I married a gorgeous boy with blue eyesAnd today, I saw those perfect blue eyes light up when he first held our little girl in his armsShe's got her Daddy's blue eyes and just a little bit of her Momma's brown hairShe's going to be spoiled and loved more than possibleShe'll know we support her no matter what, and she can tell us everythingIt will be perfect.

Once upon a time, one set of blue eyes became two, and we were made into a familyNow, that second pair of blue eyes is walking out the door to college, with a suitcase in one hand and a boy's hand in the otherHe better love her and treat her just as well as her Daddy does.

Once upon a time, I fell in love with a gorgeous boy with blue eyesHis hair has dulled and grayed but his eyes are the same, and they've seen a lifetime's worth of happiness and loveMy baby had babies with the boy she walked out the door with, and I can tell she loves them as much as we loved herNow it's her time to live.


Poem Details | by Mark Woods |
Categories: family, father, love, youth,

Thoughts From A Dad

Children are gifts, to which parents brought life Treasures to cherish, keep from trouble and strife Guide them and shape them, try to invest Just how you raise them will aid their progress. Tell them you love them is the number one rule Never compare them to others, that’s certainly not cool Be patient and listen it never does harm Hugging them daily, makes them feel charmed. Read them a story and broaden their mind Encourage them daily for their own way to find Leave them no doubt; you intend to always be there That they’ll learn from mistakes so never show fear Sitting and talking is how families have meals Sharing life with your loved ones, is part of the deal Chores give them value as part of your team Talk them through problems, and give them esteem Tell them hard work, not talent, is the true way to earn Help them with homework you might even learn Consequences come, as a result of an action That time spent together is never distraction Parenting’s not easy, with the odd stumble and fall Remember simple stuff works like throwing a ball Support and inspire them to chase all their dreams Making good adults is the number one theme
*Not everyone will agree and there are so many other thing that could be added.


Poem Details | by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: dad, love, autumn,

Take the ribbon from my hair

With the dawning of the day
like a fertile vine
which creeps amidst
the purple hue
of Tuscan fields
I yield my fruit
Before first autumn rain
I wait for you
Starved like a harvest moon
you come to me
Silk honey of dusk
A shadow,descending
in the cradle of my arms
feeding nectar from my lips
repeaning my soul
with  blazing fire
amuzing my solitude
On scarlet foliage-your kiss
In sleep your breath within me
~Dolce Vino~
Your fingers on my neck's nape
~Viola in concerto~

In sleep,once again in sleep
where eyelids close
to the bliss  of twilight dew
I see you

Dedicated to a great dad to our newborn...my husband


Poem Details | by Kishan sharma |
Categories: beautiful, bereavement, best friend, betrayal, bird, birth, birthday, blue, class, computer, corruption, creation, dad, day, deep, girl, love, love hurts, missing, missing you, moon,

Love for someone,

Sorrow is my companion now,
Why do you tears your drowsy?
The happiness you have received,
The realization of the world of sorrow.

Life has listened to me,
Why do you co-exit?
Love you all,
We all hate hatred.

Sorrow is my companion now,
Why do you tears your drowsy?


Everyone broken my heart,
Why do you do me love?
Why do you want us everything?
We have given everything to us only punishment.

Sorrow is my companion now,
Why do you tears your drowsy?
The happiness you have received,
The realization of the world of sorrow.


Poem Details | by Lynn Marie |
Categories: beach, beauty, childhood, dad, devotion, inspirational, love,

daddy's hand

As a warm summer breeze
magically floats atop waves
a child's laugh can be heard
clearly a short distance away.

With eyes like almonds
glowing bright as a moon
a boy is dotted with sand
when he hears a song from a loon.

Amongst pebbles and shells
thin strands of cattail weeds
he dips a toe in the ocean
squealing out with sheer glee.

He is joyful and innocent
hair a mop of golden curls
his shirt stained in patterns
of sand and water swirls.

As waves begin swelling
while the sun slowly dims
the boy with no sight
sports the most beautiful grin.

His daddy gently messes
hair a mop of golden curls
the boy reaches pudgy fingers
his daddy tenderly unfurls.

As the boy and his daddy
walk happily in the sand
the boy feels his strength
in his loving daddy's hand.












reworked 08-09-2016


Poem Details | by Tim Smith |
Categories: children, dad, fear, leaving, love,

Torn To Pieces

Fear haunts silent nights
screams of tears or joy
once cherished
stolen away 

Memories washed up
on a sinking ship
watch as it slips
further away

Torn to pieces
once tightly bound
wholesome and strong
ripped away

Pushed out
unearthed and
unable to see
pretty flowers bloom

Fear of being forgotten
tears tear and torture
fruits turned rotten
gone awry 

Words whispered
soothing and true
warming hearts
daddy I love you





Poem Details | by Danielle White |
Categories: confusion, dedication, devotion, sondad, work, people, dad, love, people, time, work,

I Lost a Whole Weekend (Please Pardon My Rant)

I am your champion, I fight for your cause,
my love and devotion give some people pause.

When I saw you I knew you, just like with your dad.
I guess our deep happiness makes some people mad.

I work hard at my job, so that we can live,
and hear me now, son, when it's time to give,
I am the one who ups the amount,
I've done this more often than I can recount.

I also work so your dad will be covered,
for doctors and dentists and allergists and others,
and who do you think pushed him to go
to the skin doctor some two years ago?

From the moment I met you, you felt like my son,
but this is a battle that cannot be won.
When your dad and I married, I didn't steal him away,
he's just as devoted to you to this day.

I heard someone had told you that I was "controlling,"
(I can't even write this without my eyes rolling).
Who insisted your dad fly to LA to see you?
Who worked overtime to pay for this venue?

I encourage his freedom, I've not clipped his wings,
his happiness, above all, is the important-est thing.

I will not be silenced, nor be vilified,
and it just breaks my heart when you take HER side.

I am LOVING and GIVING and ALL THAT IS GOOD,
and I'm tired of being so misunderstood.

So, pardon my migraine, it wasn't intended,
my strength just gave out as your judgement descended.

I lost a whole weekend, I slept like the dead,
I was just too defeated to face down my dread.
I kinda' felt reality shatter, unsure what was real,
like in "Jacob's Ladder."

We're getting no younger, your father and I,
the older we get, the faster time flies.
I love you as if you were my own child,
I'll not carry this burden unreconciled.


©Danielle White


Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: brother, childhood, death, depression, family, father, health, husband, life, loss, lost love, love, mother, sad, son, wifemother, father, dad, parents, dad, father, mother, parents, cancer,

" The Life Of Me " page 1 of 2

My name is James, born 1961
In Inverness, a small Scots town
To my father Andrew, and my mother Beryl
And Billy my brother, a pair of devils
 
In 67, we woke one night
Our house was ablaze, full of orange light
Our neighbour next door, for whatever reason
Started a fire, it must be crazy season
 
We had too move to a caravan park
By this time it,s three, to make a new start
My mother Beryl decide to leave
But the three of us left, never bothered to grieve
 
In the next few weeks, we ended in court
Two small children, in a marriage abort
We were asked to choose either Dad or Mum
But we ignored the parent, who went on the run
 
As we left the court, to start a new life
We felt sorry for Dad, as his illness was rife
He never told us that he was unwell
It would upset one of his boys, as the future will tell
 
Then came the night all parents dread;
Being told one of his boys is nearly dead
We were going to a boys club, on a Monday night
My brother was running so far out of sight
 
I turned the corner to see him ahead
No!! he's been hit by a van, Boom's  Boom's dead
I ran to my father, sreaming and crying
I'm finding my life,at 7 - far too trying
 
After the funeral, and with my father unwell
We left Inverness, our eyes a swell
To go as two, and not three as before
It's like Mother Nature closed a door
 
So we headed west, to a place called Fort William
Was it in the stars, cause Billy " is " William
We moved there, as the air was so pure
Hoping my father will find his cure
 
For whatever reason, we left the above
We found no Angel or peaceful dove
So we headed back to Inverness
Fathers health decreasing, life still a stress
 
Over the next few years, i was fostered and loaned
In couples houses and children's homes
It was really strange in all those places
Different people, different faces

Then on the 16th of Feb - 76,
James, i was told, your dads very sick.
The cancer had taken your father away
To be with Billy, where you'll join them one day

In 77, i joined the Navy, as i promised my dad you see
I did'nt enjoy it, i decided to leave 
Back up north, where my futures to be 
I wanted to have, what my parents had lost 
And that was my aim, no matter the cost

see page 2 of 2, ty..


http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/me.php


Poem Details | by CayCay Jennings |
Categories: dad, death, grief, love, memory,

Daddy Tears Have Not Ceased

Dedicated to My Daddy, My Father, My Dad
Eighteen years of grieving tears have not ceased my missing of you, Daddy! Daily, I speak prayers aloud, asking that I shall never forget your voice. Most of my Daddy memories, I fold tender inside my joy caddy. Some fears still taunt, haunt me about losing past shared times of clarity, While precious, Dad-vivid recall remains my heart’s held, treasured rarity. It saddens me that our forty-two years seem blended by time’s own choice. As this sadness hits now, my tears fresh-fall hopes for remembrance charity For I still develop needs for you, my wondrous and devoted Daddy.
..CayCay Jennings 10-26-16


Poem Details | by sally smith |
Categories: dad, inspiration, love,

Daddys Girl

You held me when I was just a babe, with hands so big and worn.
You took responsibility from the day that I was born.
You worked all day to give us food and a roof above our heads..
You gave us coats and shoes and toys and a nice warm comfy bed..
But one thing that you gave us most, each day without complaint...
Was your love and understanding on a never ending plate....
Most people think their dads the best, but I for sure can say..
YOU are the best , the number one and in my heart you will stay...
Thank you dad for being you and giving me a start...
You will always be most dear to me , even when we are apart........


Poem Details | by Pramod Rastogi |
Categories: dad, father, love, memory, poetry,

My dad, my fascination

Dad, how much I loved you
You did not give me time to tell;
So quick was your way to depart
That sorrow and grief
That came my way
Are yet to breathe their last.

You knew how to play with me
Whenever I fell short of friends;
You knew how to never impose on me
Anything that I disliked;
You knew to take me out of punishment
The moment I had shed tears.

You knew to make me 
Holy and intelligent
By the examples you did set;
You knew to give me time 
Even if it was in short supply;
You knew to motivate me
By the inspiring deeds you did.

You knew to take interest in things
That were close to my heart;
You knew to show happiness
At each and every success,
That came my way in school.

Humble and generous you were
As none I have ever known;
The more I have dug deep
To unravel you,
With the brushes of my heart,
The higher have you grown
In my love and esteem.

Behind your gentle eyes
There was ever this much warmth
That knew to melt away
All traces of unhappiness
Clinging onto me
In my hours of despair,
And declare the spring of love and friendship
Even with all the ice strewn around.

Yet, you knew not to show me
Your pain and discomfort
As you plunged deep 
Into the woes of health
And breathed your last; 
My head bends to the Almighty
To have had been fathered
By a soul like you.
 


Poem Details | by Mark Paul van der Merwe |
Categories: dad, daughter, life, love hurts, pain, sad, sad love,

Optimistic gloom

As I assemble and ponder my life,
My childhood and family strife,
The hurt and separation from my future ex-wife.

The sadness and pain without my child,
Continuous battle to gain access not mild.

Difficulties of my own family surfaces,
The loss of loved ones seems merciless,
Friends impending fateful illnesses.

Daily work stresses and disappointment,
Unnecessary human intrusions, not enjoyment.

Rushing around to make other's pleased,
Forgetting myself, my own life needs had ceased.

My beautiful friends and loves left behind,
Incredible creation around us, have I become blind.

As negativity of the mind clears and concludes,
Optimism of all living existence, and actuality,
Depression and sadness disappears to face reality.

My life has changed, and a new life begins,
My contentment overcomes me, new wings,
Bygone has left me, merely thoughts of a learnt past,
Not all bad but worthy too, this will make last.

Special moments, and new love, a novel to make,
My loved ones, daughter, family and friends
Forgive for my gloom, it was a mistake.


Poem Details | by Mary Nagy |
Categories: angst, death, family, father, life, loss, love, thank you,

The Day Dad Planned His Funeral

They said you needed surgery.
You said 'There's business I must do.'
I drove you to the funeral home.
The arrangements were for you.

I had to wait outside that day.
I couldn't go in there.
I don't know how you made those plans.
You showed how much you cared.

You knew you wouldn't make it.
You feared the end was near.
I hate what your life did to you.
I wish you were still here.

How do you plan your funeral? 
Were you as scared as I? 
What were your thoughts heading to the docs? 
Did you know that you would die? 

If I could turn back time and say
the things I'd like to say, 
I'd say 'I love you' and 'I'll miss you.'
'I wish that you could stay! '