Father Poem

Poem About Dad Being a Hero

The author talks about her dad who is her hero in so many ways.

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My daddy is suffering from Parkinson's and I feel helpless. He's having phobias of all kinds of things. I'm so torn with all feelings and don't know what to do. He's an amazing man. YES, I am...

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Memories Of My Dad

© Rebecca D. Cook more by Rebecca D. Cook

Published on February 2006

He wasn't a hero,
Known by the world.
But a hero he was,
To his little girl.

My daddy was God,
Who knew all things.
And better than Santa,
With the gifts he'd bring.

I knew his voice,
Before I could speak.
And loved it when,
He would sing me to sleep.

He changed my diapers,
And sat up all night.
When my body was weak
And I'd put up a fight.

He'd come home late,
With not much to say.
And made us all kneel,
As he taught me to pray.

He taught me life's lessons,
Of right from wrong.
And instilled in me values,
That I might be strong.

And so through the years,
Like a hero he stood.
Working to give,
All that he could.

His presence was important,
And we loved to see him smile.
For no one in the world,
Could emulate his style.

And so dear Dad,
My best memory to recall.
Is the gift of your presence,
The greatest gift of all.

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  • by Tammy Kelly
  • 1 week ago

My daddy is suffering from Parkinson's and I feel helpless. He's having phobias of all kinds of things. I'm so torn with all feelings and don't know what to do. He's an amazing man. YES, I am a daddy's baby girl.

  • by Sherry
  • 8 years ago

This poem was beautiful and it really touched my heart. Thank you for writing and sharing this. It made me think of my dad so very much.

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