Family Poem for Kids

A Dad's Love For His Children

Recently, I came to the conclusion that I want to write poetry. What better poetry to write than about your kids? This poem is about my love for my children.

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These values, considered to be outdated, have their own charm and importance. Love, after all, is the backbone of any society. Even plantation, animals and human beings long for love. Now, in...

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From Dad

Published by Family Friend Poems June 2011 with permission of the Author.

I never thought I could love someone
The way that I love you.
I'm completely fascinated
With everything you do.

I don't regret a moment with you,
Whether good or bad.
You have made my life complete,
The best life a guy could have.

You might not ever notice
Everything I do,
But everything I'm doing
Is for no one else but you.

My goal in life is simple.
It's to be your father first.
To protect, defend, and love you
When you are at your worst.

I know when you grow older
You won't want me anymore.
If you ever need me, though,
I'll be waiting at the door.

Promise you will come to me
With any problem that you have.
I'll always be right here for you.
I love you both! Love, Dad

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by Subhash Bansal
5 years ago

These values, considered to be outdated, have their own charm and importance. Love, after all, is the backbone of any society. Even plantation, animals and human beings long for love. Now, in the garb of individuality, societal instincts are being shredded. In my opinion, this thought is not going to sustain.

One can achieve happiness, only through love. Let love not be bound with any limits or any relationships. It may be between father and his progeny or between siblings or between spouses; love is love. It's the only hope of a bright future for mankind. That's why any creation expressing or defining love always touches my heart. The present poem does not have any substitute. -Subhash Bansal