Father Poem
The poem is in praise of a father who does not sing his own praises and therefore others sing his.
Dad
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Karen K. Boyer
He never looks for praises
He's never one to boast
He just goes on quietly working
For those he loves the most
His dreams are seldom spoken
His wants are very few
And most of the time his worries
Will go unspoken too
He's there.... A firm foundation
Through all our storms of life
A sturdy hand to hold to
In times of stress and strife
A true friend we can turn to
When times are good or bad
One of our greatest blessings,
The man that we call Dad.
He's never one to boast
He just goes on quietly working
For those he loves the most
His dreams are seldom spoken
His wants are very few
And most of the time his worries
Will go unspoken too
He's there.... A firm foundation
Through all our storms of life
A sturdy hand to hold to
In times of stress and strife
A true friend we can turn to
When times are good or bad
One of our greatest blessings,
The man that we call Dad.
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Deborah Kelly Submitted Mar 2009
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Shirley cockburn Submitted Aug 2009
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My father does A LOT for the family unknowingly and never boasts.
Without him I would be no one in the world. He is the person I am living my life for and sincerely hope that one day I can make him proud...
Love you Dad, even though I never tell you that! :P xxx
Nelly, Birmingham Submitted Dec 2010
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Leda Parrish Submitted Dec 2010
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A massive heart-attack took him, and because of the suddenness of it, that's what hurts the most. We're always thinking of why didn't I get to see him one last time! Thanks to God for the times my husband shared with his father, John Silverberg!
Linda, Astoria NY Submitted Dec 2010
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Thomas S Wertheim Submitted Dec 2010
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Wa Olymipa Submitted Feb 2011
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Jen, Florida Submitted Jun 2011
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He's soft but...strong!
And his heart is crystal clear!...
love him the most in the world!
I love you daddy! <3
Asmi, Bangalore India Submitted Oct 2011
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Nashvillie,TN Submitted Dec 2011
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Brittany, Nashville, Tn Submitted Feb 2012
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Michelle Submitted 10/20/2012
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Sacoya Turner, Williamstown, Nj Submitted 2/14/2013
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Dale, Manchetser Submitted 3/23/2013
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