Father Poem

Poem About Being Richer Than A Millionaire

This poem is dedicated to who I believe was the greatness man I ever knew, my dad, and I miss him dearly Often we take advantage of people we have in our lives, not knowing what they mean to us until it's too late. Life is precious; cherish it to the fullest.

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Published by Family Friend Poems July 2007 with permission of the Author.

Today a great man died.
He wasn't a world leader, a famous doctor, a war hero or even a great sports figure.
He was no business tycoon and you would never see his name in the fortune 500.
But he was one of the greatest men who ever walked this earth, he was my dad.
I guess you can say he was never interested in getting any credit or receiving honors,
He did corny things like paid his bills on time and fed the dogs.
He never served on the P.T.A.
But he was always there to help me with my homework.
He got kicks on going to cookie or donut shops to read the paper.
Dad enjoyed the simple things like going to the park with the grandkids.
He didn't like opera; his thing was Tejano/Spanish music.
He did all the outside housework (mowing the lawn and cleaning the yard)
He never owned a tuxedo, and I'm sure he never tasted caviar.
He never had a BMW or Lexus; he settled for his Toyota Celica.
He never took handouts but was always willing to give a helping hand,
Tonight will be my first night without him, I feel so lonesome without him.
I'm sorry for all the times I showed disrespect towards him.
I am grateful to God that I was given a wonderful father.
I hope he knew how much he has meant to all of us.
My dad smiled with a smile on this face and fulfillment in his heart.
He knew that he was a great success as a husband, father, brother, son and friend to all those whose lives he touched.
I wonder how many millionaires can say that.....your son


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