Not Just Step Dad
Having a father
Is something not really known to me
But you come the closest...
Having a father
Is something not really known to me
But you come the closest...
Step Dad....dad!
You were more of a dad to me than a step dad.
When I was two I would call you daddy, and as the years go by I grow up and soon to be an adult. you have taught me how to...
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I remember the times
You'd flip me onto your shoulder
Freefalling skyward
Taller, older
This poem so reminds me of the relationship my Daddy and I had. He had a major surgery in 1971 and because of that and the effects of the anesthesia, his decline began. It took a while for us...
I could still smell his cologne,
piercing my little nose,
his touch was rough, but gentle,
his strength was unbearable, but soft....
Hello Miss Keyona. I am also a daughter that grew up w/o a father beside me, to guide me & teach me everything that I should know from a father. I am so sad having no father figure in my...
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I never even knew you
but deep inside I knew
you were out there waiting
for me to find you...
This is so sad cause it is just like m, I never knew my dad he left my mom when I was still in her belly an it is so depressing not knowing who he is. This is so touchy to me.
do you remember your childhood dreams
summertime excitement and cold ice creams
the glint of sunshine on your hair
as you stood and wanted at the summer fair ...
This poem just tells my story. It just bought tears to my eyes. These are my memories. Exactly these. Don't have these anymore. Don't have my father loving me like this anymore. I go to bed...
Forever grateful is what
I am to you
Always looking out for me
is what you set out to do...
When I was just 6 my granddad passed away he was my lucky charm and ever since he has died I would sit and look up to the sky and wish till my heart stopped how much I would love for him to...
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Muddy boots and overalls, he stood about six two
He was a country bumpkin; hard work was what he knew
A carpenter, a roofer, a jack of many trades
Countless hours of hard labor with not much time to play
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.
One day a teardrop will fall from the sky
And on that day, out of joy, I will cry
Within my arms I'll hold you tight
And as you open your eyes to me you'll know everything will be alright...
Not many people can say
they have a true friend
Someone that stands by your side
and shows devotion with no end...