1. Silent, Strong Dad
He never looks for praises.
He's never one to boast.
He just goes on quietly working
For those he loves the most.
Our fathers carry half of our genetic makeup. Our relationship with our father plays a huge part of who we will become. In many segments of society, people grow up without ever knowing their fathers. This is unfortunate because fathers should play as important a role in raising their children as mothers. A father is the model of a man for his daughter and she will choose a man who is like him. A father is the model for his son as well. Fortunately, there is a trend for fathers to be more active in their children's lives.
He never looks for praises.
He's never one to boast.
He just goes on quietly working
For those he loves the most.
I was born blind. I, like my father, had congenital (at birth) bilateral (both sides) cataracts. My vision was far worse than dad's though. My dad was always there (along with my mom) to...
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If I could write a story,
It would be the greatest ever told.
I'd write about my daddy,
For he had a heart of gold.
Hi. I just lost my Daddy September 28, 2023. I am a 60 year old woman who lives in my hometown. So when my brothers and son told my my daddy was ill, I immediately called his doctor and got...
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For my father, my friend,
This to me you have always been.
Through the good times and the bad,
Your understanding I have had.
I love this poem. My papa is the masterpiece of God as my father. I have seen him in pain when I was suffering, and he had suffered much more than me to get me out. In those horrible days,...
He was always my pillar when I knew I'd fall,
Always my anchor so strong and tall.
His hard face changes only for me.
His softer side, so careless and free.
I just got so emotional after reading this poem. I love my dad a lot. I want to fulfill his dreams. He always makes me happy, and he always does hard work for us. He never shows his weakness...
He wasn't a hero
Known by the world,
But a hero he was
To his little girl.
Awesome appreciation and wonderful thanksgiving to a father. No love and care can be compared with that of a father. My dad, too, is my friend and guide who always remains beside me and helps...
Feeling lost without him
Feeling empty too
I used to be my daddy's girl
This I know was true.
I'm so sorry for your loss. Your story really touched my heart today. I am separated from my daughter now and I am sad everyday. She is 17 and I send her cards and letters. But I wish I could...
When I was a baby,
you would hold me in your arms.
I felt the love and tenderness,
keeping me safe from harm.
I don't know how it feels, but I sure understand what this poem is all about. How I wish my dad was caring. To me, he only carries the title and doesn't act the meaning.
Analysis of Form and Technique
My heart aches, Dad,
For the things you won't do.
My soul breaks, Dad,
For all that we've been through.
My dad is a substance abuser. He is abusive physically, emotionally and mentally in every possible way imagine. Since I could remember he has degraded my mum, my brothers and me. My mum...
I sit and look back to how far I can remember,
And you are always there next to me.
Each and every day you were helping me grow up,
And making me be the best that I can be.
I really loved this poem. It's very touching and helpful because my dad's not here, but he is always in my heart. It helps me when he's gone.
The depth of a father's love shows in his daughter's eyes.
What's known is what's shown from sunset to sunrise.
A foundation built on more than just what is spoken.
It's commitments kept and promises that go unbroken.
me and my dad are going through some tough times right now. He is not someone who easily forgives even if it's something small. I'm a teenager and it's just me and him. I tell him everyday...
When I am born, you are here
In your eye, I see a tear
Time flies and already I'm two
"Look, Daddy, I can tie my shoe!"
Wow! Words cannot describe the quality of this poem. It is touching and another thing is that it co-relates with life's reality. Thanks a lot and thumbs up for the great job!
Famous Poem
Only a dad, with a tired face,
Coming home from the daily race,
Bringing little of gold or fame,
To show how well he has played the game,
Hello everyone. It’s a Monday morning, and I’ve just begun working, but somewhere in my mind throughout the day I keep remembering my dad and his deeds. No matter how tired I become, I still...
I know that I'm not perfect, and I'm sure you know that too,
But it means the world to know that I can always talk to you.
I am sure you didn't expect all this when you took me in to stay.
But you still loved me enough that you did it anyway.
Not many people can say
they have a true friend
Someone that stands by your side
and shows devotion with no end
You held me up when I was weak.
You hugged me close when tears I'd weep.
When things got hard, you pushed me through.
You always showed me you loved me true.
My dad passed away 2 months ago and I can not forget and my mom and I are sad. I know that he is not in any more pain in heaven.
He wasn't faster than a speeding bullet,
but he was quick to come to my defense.
Unable to leap tall buildings,
but could lift my spirits when life didn't make sense.
When I scratched my knee,
Or if I bumped my head,
When I was afraid of the dark,
Or that thing under my bed,
Dear Dad, I want you to know I love you so much. What an amazing poem. I love everything you do for all of us. Love, Bella
Photographs of you holding me in your arms,
You protected me from any kind of harm,
You influenced me to play guitar,
I was always your number one rock star.
Sometimes life throws us curve balls,
And nothing he does is fair.
We know we have a lot of differences,
But with a dad's love, who cares?
This poem made me tear up just from reading it. It's so relatable and definitely made me appreciate my father much more. I love you dad!
As a kid when I watched you walk,
Leaving behind your foot mark,
I leaped and jumped to match that stride,
Never succeeded however hard I tried.