Father’s Day Poems


Poems can usually be handled as a metrical method of professing one’s feelings. Therefore dedicating a poem to your dad so that you can express your profound love can be a wonderful option on this Father’s day. Take a look at the collection of Father’s day themed poems enlisted below and feel free to devote those to your darling father as well to the father figures present in your life. In case you like the collection, i highly recommend you refer this page to your friends as well so that they can do the same and as well dedicate the poems to their respective fathers too.

Here is a unique and beautiful selection of heart touching Father’s Day Poems. Grab one Father’s Day Poem that is closest to your heart and read it aloud to your Father. An excellent idea would be quote these sentimental Father Day Poem on the Fathers Day Card you bought for him. You may also express your love and appreciation to your grand father, uncle or a person who happens to be like your father by quoting these poems on their cards. The idea behind these cute and some funny Poem for Father’s Day is to say Thanks to your Father for all his care, sacrifices and affection for you.

What Makes a Dad

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle’s flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so, He called it … Dad

Author Unknown

You Never

You never said I’m leaving
You never said goodbye
You were gone before I knew it,
And only God knew why
A million times I needed you,
A million times I cried
If Love alone could have saved you,
You never would have died
In Life I loved you dearly
In death I love you still
In my heart you hold a place,
That no one could ever fill
It broke my heart to lose you,
But you didn’t go alone
For part of me went with you,
The day God took you home.

Author Unknown

My Dad and I

My dad and I-we think alike,
He knows just what I mean
Before I even say a word
He reads, well, in between.

My dad and I-we like to fish
Or build a model plane,

Or fix a broken chair or two
Or just a windowpane.

My dad and I-we know the score
Of every single game;
Sometimes he’s really busy, too
But he takes me just the same.

My dad and I-we go swimming too,
Each year and sometimes twice.
My dad and I-we do everything;
My dad-he’s really nice.

Phyllis C. Michael


Father’s Day

Over the years
As we grow old,
We remember our father
So brave and bold.

In the garden,
Leaning on the plow,
He would listen to me;
I see him now.

He would give advice
And understand;
He was always there
To lend a hand.

God made fathers
Strong and firm,
For he knew our lives
Would have great concerns.

So he gave us fathers
To teach us to pray,
And guide our lives,
And show us the way.
So on his day
Let’s take the time
To say “Thanks, dad.
I’m glad you’re mine.”
Mary Frances Bogle
A Little Girl Needs Daddy
A little girl needs Daddy
For many, many things:
Like holding her high off the ground
Where the sunlight sings!
Like being the deep music
That tells her all is right
When she awakens frantic with
The terrors of the night.

Like being the great mountain
That rises in her heart
And shows her how she might get home
When all else falls apart.

Like giving her the love
That is her sea and air,
So diving deep or soaring high
She’ll always find him there.

Author Unknown

Daddy, I Love You

Daddy, I love you
For all that you do.
I’ll kiss you and hug you
‘Cause you love me, too.

You feed me and need me
To teach you to play,
So smile ’cause I love you
On this Father’s Day.

Author Unknown

Fathers Can Be Solitary Mountains

Fathers can be solitary mountains,
All their love rock-like, steep, and strong.
Though warm and caring, somehow they belong
Halfway home to mothers’ bubbling fountains.
Each of us needs love that knows no quarter,
Reminding us of bonds that cross a border,
Strengthening our sense of right and wrong.

Author Unknown

Fathers Need Not Fathers Be

Fathers need not fathers be.
All one needs to do is choose
To love for life, and that embrace,
Held long and hard, bestows the grace
Each craves. For all in time must lose,
Restored alone by memory.
So now it is with you and me.

Author Unknown

Grandfathers Are Fathers Who Are Grand

Grandfathers are fathers who are grand,
Restoring the sense that our most precious things
Are those that do not change much over time.
No love of childhood is more sublime,
Demanding little, giving on demand,
Far more inclined than most to grant the wings
Allowing us to reach enchanted lands.
Though grandfathers must serve as second fathers,
Helping out with young and restless hearts,
Each has all the patience wisdom brings,
Remembering our passions more than others,
Soothing us with old and well-honed arts.

Author Unknown

To My Dad on His Day

To my dad on his day,
Of whom I am a living will:
May your happiness fulfill
Your goodness, as is just and right.
Deeds are seeds upon the night
As wind and wonder have their way,
Delivering the destined light.

Author Unknown

My Dad’s Hands

Bedtime came, we were settling down,
I was holding one of my lads.
As I grasped him so tight, I saw a strange sight:
My hands. . .they looked like my dad’s!
I remember them well, those old gnarled hooks,
there was always a cracked nail or two.
And thanks to a hammer that strayed from its mark,
his thumb was a beautiful blue!
They were rough, I remember, incredibly tough,
as strong as a carpenter’s vice.
But holding a scared little boy at night,
they seemed to me awfully nice!
The sight of those hands – how impressive it was
in the eyes of his little boy.
Other dads’ hands were cleaner, it seemed
(the effects of their office employ).
I gave little thought in my formative years
of the reason for Dad’s raspy mitts:
The love in the toil, the dirt and the oil,
rusty plumbing that gave those hands fits!
Thinking back, misty-eyed, and thinking ahead,
when one day my time is done.
The torch of love in my own wrinkled hands
will pass on to the hands of my son.
I don’t mind the bruises, the scars here and there
or the hammer that just seemed to slip.
I want most of all when my son takes my hand,
to feel that love lies in the grip.

David Kettler

My Dad

When I was just a tiny kid,
Do you remember when,
The time you kissed my bruises,
Or cleaned by soiled chin?

You scrambled for the balls I hit,
(Short-winded more than not,)
Yet, every time we’d play a game,
You praised the “outs” I caught.

It seems like only yesterday,
You wiped away my tears,
And late at night I called your name,
To chase away my fears.

Though time has changed your handsome grip,
Your hair is snowy white,
You gait’s a little slower now,
Thick glasses help your sight.

Oh, do I thirst for years gone by,
To be that growing lad,
Re-living all of the memories,
Of growing with my dad.

Author Unknown

Fathers are Wonderful People

Fathers are wonderful people
Too little understood,
And we do not sing their praises
As often as we should…

For, somehow, Father seems to be
The man who pays the bills,
While Mother binds up little hurts
And nurses all our ills…

And Father struggles daily
To live up to “HIS IMAGE”
As protector and provider
And “hero or the scrimmage”…

And perhaps that is the reason
We sometimes get the notion,
That Fathers are not subject
To the thing we call emotion,

But if you look inside Dad’s heart,
Where no one else can see
You’ll find he’s sentimental
And as “soft” as he can be…

But he’s so busy every day
In the grueling race of life,
He leaves the sentimental stuff
To his partner and his wife…

But Fathers are just WONDERFUL
In a million different ways,
And they merit loving compliments
And accolade of praise,

For the only reason Dad aspires
To fortune and success
Is to make the family proud of him
And to bring them happiness…

He’s a guardian and a guide,
Someone that we can count on

Helen Steiner Rice

Be Kind To Thy Father

Be kind to thy father,
for when thou wert young,
Who loved thee so fondly as he?
He caught the first accents that
fell from thy tongue,
And joined in thy innocent glee.

Author Unknown

Butterfly Kisses

There’s two things I know for sure.
She was sent here from heaven,
and she’s daddy’s little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night,
she talks to Jesus, and I close my eyes.
And I thank God for all of the joy in
my life, But most of all, for…

Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.
Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair.
“Walk beside the pony daddy,
it’s my first ride.”
“I know the cake looks funny,
daddy, but I sure tried.”
Oh, with all that I’ve done wrong,
I must have done something right
To deserve a hug every morning,
And butterfly kisses at night.

Sweet sixteen today,

She’s looking like her momma a little more everyday.
One part woman, the other part girl.
To perfume and makeup,
form ribbons and curls.
Trying her wings out
in a great big world. But I remember…

Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.
Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair.
“You know how much I love you daddy,
But if you don’t mind,
I’m only going to kiss you on
the cheek this time.”
With all that I’ve done wrong
I must have done something right.
To deserve her love every morning,
And butterfly kisses at night.

All the precious time
Like the wind, the years go by
Precious butterfly
Spread your wings and fly

She’ll change her name today.
She’ll make a promise,
and I’ll give her away.
Standing in the bride room
just staring at her,
she asked me what I’m thinking,
and I said “I’m not sure,
I just feel like I’m losing my baby girl.”
Then she leaned over….and gave me….

Butterfly kisses, with her mama there
Sticking little flowers all up in her hair
“Walk me down the aisle, daddy,
it’s just about time.”
“Does my wedding gown look pretty, daddy?”
“Daddy, don’t cry.”
With all that I’ve done wrong,
I must have done something right
To deserve her love every morning,
And butterfly kisses
I couldn’t ask God for more, man, this is what love is
I know I’ve gotta let her go, but I’ll always remember
Every hug in the morning, and butterfly kisses…

Bob Carlisle & Randy Thomas

Daddy’s Girl

When you were young, pony-tailed,
face full of playful freckles,
were you a daddy’s girl?
I was. I still am.
Did you look to him for your security,
for love and attention,
for the understanding, and the patience you lacked
as a child?
My daddy was the center of my small world,
the focus of my affections,
the star that lit my life, shining bright.
Shining still in my heart.
The years have led me here,
weathered with maturity and responsibilities,
and I see more clearly now.
The hardships, burdens of love,
and all the small sacrifices he made for me,
for our family.
He created stability, a place to call home.
All the photographs I browse through
of a child long forgotten, scarcely remembered
smiling, so happy and so loved.
The mere thought of becoming that role model
is enough to send me cowering, afraid…
looking for guidance.
Turning to my father and my more for support,
advice, wise counsel, and for approval.
Grown up, I see differently now…
A new perspective of a man I have always known.
My heart is full, my emotions overpowering
just in the certainty of that bond.
He’s been there for me through all the conflicts
helping me over the rough, ragged stones of growing up.
My respect for him is unending,
faith is unbound, and love is unquestioning.
Even in the midst of all my imperfections, he is lenient,
ignoring the pitfalls, the downfalls, the shortcomings,
he just accepted me as I was, as I am.
The sheer purity of it leaves me awe-struck
and it lifts me up, it holds my head a little higher,
it keeps me in balance,
harmonizing with the world around me
beautifully, like an inspired masterpiece from the soul
of an honest man.
I am honored to know him, to love him, to be of him.
He’s my hero, and I am his daughter, his little girl.

Parent’s Murphy’s Law

1. Parenting is a 24-hour-a-day job with no salary, no raises, no promotions and very few
2. Parents are responsible for everything that happens to their children.
3. Guilt and self-blame are occupational hazards.
4. Parents don’t get worker’s compensation or any other fringe benefits.
5. Parents can never retire — even when their kids ask them to.
6. Parents “don’t get no respect” –until they die–and then it’s too late.

Bruce Lanksy

A Father Is:

There in every memory
See his love and care
Strength and hands to count on
Freely he does share
Provider, toil so faithfully
To make our dreams come true
Give strong and tender discipline
Though it is hard to do
A Father is God’s chosen one
To lead the family
And point it to His will for life
Of love and harmony…

Sue Skeen

Happy Fathers Day

Happy Fathers Day
Happy Fathers day means more
than have a happy day
It means i love you first of all
Then thanks for all you do
It means you mean a lot to me
and that I honor you.


Daddy you are the Best

Daddy you are the best,
although you live in the west.
stay the way you are,
while your driving your sports car.

You couldn’t be a better dad
oh yeah, don’t go driving around mad
I love you for ever
’cause you’r really clever

Even though ipuss and shove
I will still show all my love
Olivia Elliott &Simeran Mason

God made a father who is,
as sweet as a nectar,
as brave as a lion,
as cheerful as a bear,
and he gave such dear father to me.

Tanusrii Gopal Krishnan

Fathers young, fathers old

Fathers young, fathers old
Remembering good times are our gold.

Value earned through guidance given
Helping us go forth in living’.

Each father adding to our trove
A treasure chest of love untold.

Remembering father in our lives
Taking time to realize.

Fatherly love brings wealth to living
Remembering this we go forth in giving.

Fathers young, fathers old
We remember you all
As life unfolds.


Always there for me

I know you will always hear my rumbling and bear my blaring
I know you will always stand by me even if the world is against
I know you will always adore me and elevate me
I know you will think about me every moment
I know you will be infelicitous without your princess
I know you will always be there for me
You know I love you


My Daddy

My Daddy is a mountain
My Daddy is a sea
My Daddy smiles again and again
I love my Daddy
And I know he loves me
’cause my Daddy is a ray of lite
that warms a winters’ eve
My daddy is very special to me
I could not live without my daddy
as he could not live without me.

Charleigh Graham

Father’s Day In Heaven

I love you and I miss you, Dad,
and though you’ve passed away,
you’ll never be forgotten,
for I think of you each day.

If heaven celebrates this day
how special it will be.
A gathering of the many dads
upon our family tree.

Your father and grandfather
and great grandfather too.
How wonderful it is, if they
can spend this day with you.

May you know how much I love you
though I’m here and you are there.
Happy Father’s Day in heaven
to the best dad anywhere!

My Dad

Published on February 2006
I know this man
Who is dear to my heart
Suddenly one day
It was torn all apart

This man taught me everything
That I needed to know
But I never really listened
Until he had to go

He gave me love
And touched my life
It’s all over now
He no longer has to fight

He tried to teach me
Right for wrong
The day he left
I wasn’t that strong

He is gone now
It is hard to believe
This man is my dad
Who I will never see

But I will see him again
This I know
The day will come
When it’s time for me to go

So, I’ll hold him dear
And close to my heart
Cause the day we meet
I know we’ll never be torn apart.

Disarae G. Kuhn

Memories Of My Dad

He wasn’t a hero,
Known by the world.
But a hero he was,
To his little girl.

My daddy was God,
Who knew all things.
And better than Santa,
With the gifts he’d bring.

I knew his voice,
Before I could speak.
And loved it when,
He would sing me to sleep.

He changed my diapers,
And sat up all night.
When my body was weak
And I’d put up a fight.

He’d come home late,
With not much to say.
And made us all kneel,
As he taught me to pray.

He taught me life’s lessons,
Of right from wrong.
And instilled in me values,
That I might be strong.

And so through the years,
Like a hero he stood.
Working to give,
All that he could.
His presence was important,
And we loved to see him smile.
For no one in the world,
Could emulate his style.
And so dear Dad,
My best memory to recall.
Is the gift of your presence,
The greatest gift of all.

Rebecca D. Cook

In Her Eyes

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.
An emotion so immense that nothing in this world can erase.
The permanent impression of love is tattooed upon her face.
A relation so peculiar that only the two can understand,
Yet so immaculate it’s obvious that, by God, it was planned.

I believe it all began when she would sleep upon your chest.
Now you’re her number one, her favorite, you’re the best!
You move and she watches so closely it’s as if she’s in a trance.
The fact that she can repeat you, exactly, isn’t just by chance.
From wrestling, racing, jump roping to being made up like a doll.
Both playmate and best friend, you’ve done some of it all.
A secret place, a look, special time just for her and you.
When a choice is to be made, it’s all about what Daddy wants to do.
And you’re there to cater to her every need and every wish.
There’s an invisible pedestal for Daddy’s little princess.
She’s content just to be. She’s filled with absolute bliss
Just to sit up under you, giving an occasional hug and kiss.
Sweet dreams are non-existent without Daddy’s goodnight kiss.
Your gentle stroke, words just for her, your check on hers is what she’d miss.
It’s simply because of how you love her, I surmise.
The depth of your love always shows in her eyes.

With you, her laughter is harder and her smile is even brighter.
You have a friendship, a bond, a soul tie that couldn’t be any tighter.
It’s more than a special bond; it’s an exclusive connection.
No room for a third party or attempted interjection.
This love is reserved just for Dad and no other.
It’s not the same for siblings, not even for Mother.
It’s the kind of love that I could never despise.
For the depth of your love always shows in her eyes.

To her, you’d give anything, but it’s not about the gift.
It’s that marvelous smile brought on by the spirit you lift.
It’s not about what you can give her or about what you can do.
It’s about the unconditional love reciprocated between you two.
It’s the tears in her eyes when you two disagree.
Nothing’s quite right until ‘I love you and I’m sorry.’
It’s that spunk in her step, the rainbow in her eye-
You’ll know she’s a Daddy’s girl when she passes by.
She’s got the kind of love that never fades or dies.
The depth of your love always shows in her eyes.

Upon angel wings you soar; your sparkling golden halo glows
Whenever she’s with you, it’s Heaven in her eyes that shows.
Her eyes hold a song so beautiful you’d think it was Heaven’s melody.
It’s the music of love’s symphony composed by each precious memory.
The love known is the love you’ve shown from sunset to sunrise.
The depth of your love will forever show in your daughter’s eyes.

Michelle W. Emerson


When I scratched my knee,
Or if I bumped my head.
When I was afraid of the dark,
Or that thing under my bed.
When I cried in the night,
Or even in the day.
You were there for me,
To make it all okay.

You tickled my feet,
And laughed at all my jokes.
You taught me to believe,
In having high hopes.
You are my father
You did what you had to do.
But more than a father
You are my friend too.
You made everything good,
That was once bad.
I just want you to know
I love you Dad.

Jennifer S. Williams

Special Hero

When I was a baby,
you would hold me in your arms.
I felt the love and tenderness,
keeping me safe from harm.
I would look up into your eyes,
and all the love I would see.
How did I get so lucky,
you were the dad chosen for me.
There is something special
about a father’s love.
Seems it was sent to me
from someplace up above.
Our love is everlasting,
I just wanted you to know.
That you’re my special hero
and I wanted to tell you so.

Christina M. Kerschen

Wish You Were Here

Three months have passed
I’ll never forget the day
Someone rang to tell me
That you’d gone away

The hurt is the same
Like an open wound
There are days
I don’t utter a sound

Some days the pain is stronger
It makes me sick and weak
I can’t stand this much longer
I just sit here and weep

I’ve shut my private door
And let no one in
Locking myself in a box
They try, but I won’t give in

You were like a rock
Strong, faithful and true
What worth has my life
Now I don’t have you

I was your first born
Daddy’s little girl
I took my own path
But was still part of your world

I was not the best
Guilty of neglect
But you know daddy dearest
I had so much respect

I always loved you
My dad, my star
Now my pain is
To worship you from afar

I love you now
As I did back then
I just hope… one day
I will see you again

I am so proud of you
Brave and strong to the end
Now when asked “how are you?”
There is no need to pretend

We all love and miss you so much, sleep well
and take care of all who went before you

Forever in my heart x

Diana Doyle

My Blessing In Life

Every morning I wake up and see
The most handsome man lying next to me.
He’s the one I cherish and love,
A blessing sent from Heaven above.
I will love him as a faithful wife should,
And do everything for him I could.
I would let him know every day
That I love him more than words can say.
For the two children we have together,
And the love for God in each other.
It will keep our love for each other strong,
And the Lord will guide us away from all wrong.

Jessica L. Newsome

Loving Like A Daddy Can

Daddy, Daddy sit me on your knee.
Together we will always be,
Closest of friends,
From beginning to end.
You always knew what was best,
While you guided me through trials and tests.
You were always there
Never ashamed to be my teddy bear.
Looking up at the stars,
You’re holding me in your arms.
I’m wrapped up so tight,
I could not escape with all my might.
You’re my protector; you’re my shield,
From life’s playing field.
I want to thank you from my heart,
I believe that nothing could ever tear us apart.

Shayna Montgomery

Happy Father’s Day

When I wake in my sleep
You are there to comfort me
With mommy by your side
…To help me breathe

You help with so much
And sacrifice yourself
To help us get better
And teach us to succeed
To not be afraid
Give strength to believe

Happy Father’s Day
You deserve to be praised
Remember you’re a father
And ability is your thing
In my eyes, a father can do anything

Happy Father’s Day
You deserve to be praised
A father is always there
To protect and save
Happy Father’s Day

You’re my hero
And my base
My life would be forever changed
If you weren’t here

Inch by inch I grown
And grew up to be so mature
But I wouldn’t be here
If the courage wasn’t you

Happy Father’s Day
You deserve to be praised
Remember you’re a father
And ability is your thing
In my eyes, a father can do anything

Happy Father’s Day
You deserve to be praised
A father is always there
To protect and save
Happy Father’s Day

Chelsea P. Medrano

What Is A Dad?

A Dad is patient, helpful, and strong
He is there by your side when things go wrong
He’s someone who guides you to do the right thing
And helps you solve problems that life sometimes brings

A Dad is someone who is loving and kind
And usually knows what’s going on in your mind
He is someone who listens and makes time to talk
When things are bad he doesn’t turn around and walk

He is a strong shoulder when times are tough
And still loves you dearly when he’s had enough
He helps you and guides you all that he can,
Wanting nothing more than to make you a man

A Dad’s there when you’re happy and even more when you’re sad
Giving unconditional love whether you’re good or you’re bad
A Dad is someone that you can also call a friend
Who is there no matter what and will be till the end

They say that blood is thicker than water
But I know this isn’t true
Because my son couldn’t ask for a better Dad
Than one he has found in you

I think of all the years gone by and wonder
How different things would’ve been
If his real father put forth the love
That you have shown to him

Happy “Father’s” Day, Tommy
Thank you for showing my son what a real father is
And for loving him as much as you do. You will always
Have a special place in my heart and his

Annmarie Campbell

My Father’s Love

My father’s love never places judgment on me,
his love comes unconditional and unselfishly.

For all the things you’ve done to show how much you care,
always remains as a reminder that you will always be there.

I’ll never forget the affection you have shown in so many ways,
faithful to me, as a father you have never missed a day.

The way you look at me with that twinkle in your eye,
no matter my situation lets me know I’ll be alright.

You have taught me the difference between right and wrong,
and as I became a woman, you taught me to be strong.

I’ll always be grateful for you being there through my struggles and my strife,
because of your encouragement, you taught me the meaning of life.

Now you raise my little sister who is so close to your heart,
another little girl from whom her father she can’t stand to part.

As she’s just a baby now I watch you teach her as she grows,
and I sit back and I smile because one day she will know,

This special man who she calls dad is the one person who will be there when she’s happy or she’s sad.

When she is grown there will be no doubt in her mind,
of the father she loved who never left her behind.

Each day as you look in the mirror, I pray that you see,
there is no one in the world who will ever mean more to my sister and me.

Wendy Nichols


I’m just sitting here thinking about what you mean to me,
Remembering all the things you’ve done for me,
You’ve been there for me from the start,
Knowing what to say to keep me from falling apart,
Taking everything that comes your way good or bad,
Even though you’re not my father you’ll always be my dad,
I can’t count high enough for every time you’ve went out of your way,
Knowing you’re there keeps me going everyday,
When I need encouragement, you’re the first to give it,
When I have a problem, you always have the best advise to fix it,
I could sit here and say, “Thank you,” from now till I die but it wouldn’t be enough,
I can only wish if I went through what you did I could be so tough,
I’ll always love you unconditionally,
From now till an eternity.

Ginger C. Smith

I Never Want To Lose You

I grew up like most kids,
Wishing to be like my dad,
No matter what he did,
Be it good or be it bad.

He worked so very hard,
Many miles he had to roam
To provide for the family,
The ones he left at home.

All he ever wanted
Was to give us the best,
But time at home without him
Really put me to the test.

I never understood
His absence far away
‘Till I became a man,
And walked the path his way.

I became a father,
Now I finally see,
You’re the sole provider,
And no, it’s not easy.

Now I’ve figured out
What my father went through.
He had to scream and shout,
For the things that I would do.

Everything he tried to teach,
I rebelled with every word.
I thought I knew better,
His words I never heard,

The reason for the wisdom,
We learn throughout the years,
So we can keep our children,
From shedding the same tears,

Dad, I’m very sorry
For all I’ve put you through.
I’ve cried so much these last few days,
I’m scared of losing you.

You mean the world to me,
I feel like such a fool.
I’m a lucky man, you see,
To have a Dad like you!

Mark A. Smith

Daddy’s Girl

Quiet as you are, I always knew
You were watching me, loving me, all the years through

Hard as it was at times, I am sure,
You were there for me, even when you felt like showing me the door

Through all of the years and the laughter and tears
I was happy to know there was a place I had no fears

That place was home with you and Mom,
where everything was safe and I could be calm

For years I was trouble, and for that I regret
A trillion million sorrys haven’t covered it yet

I am all grown now, and have finally found my way
All that you’ve given me, I could never repay

Hopefully seeing that I’m safe and sound
And knowing the wonderful husband and life I found

Will make you rest easy, as you hadn’t in the past, and you’ll be happy in knowing that this time it will last

So on this day I celebrate you…
My wonderful Father and the greatest Dad too!!

Heather McTiernan

Daddy I Love You

Here in my heart
my daddy will stay.
He nurtured and cared,
he held me tight when I was scared.
my best friend, my teacher in life
I saw the tears in my daddy’s eyes
when I said I love you.
I meant it so deeply.
You always carried me to bed
whenever I got sleepy.
You tried to do my hair
and got it tangled every time,
but I never cared
playing the guitar, strum at a time
while I danced around you
You never once sighed
I’m your little girl and I always will be
Even when I forty I’ll still sit on your knee
This day is yours, I want to say
I love you dearly! Happy Father’s Day


My Love, Our Daddy

Daddy can you guess who I am?
You cried when I became
Your first little man.
We love to ride motorcycles
And watch Jeopardy at night,
But don’t say the answers, Daddy,
Because sometimes I am right.
I told Mommy
About our secret little snack.
Don’t worry, Daddy,
She didn’t get mad.
The derby race was awesome,
Thank you for helping me;
We won first place together,
And I am so proud of that trophy.
Now you’re my cub master,
Volunteering your time;
You work very hard, Daddy;
You’re one of a kind.

Daddy, can you guess who I am?
You cried when I was as small
As a pebble in the sand.
I was a beautiful baby, I might add,
But that is because Mommy said
I looked like you, Dad.
Singing and dancing,
I love putting on shows too.
You used to read to me, Daddy,
But now I am reading to you.
You taught me how to play t-ball,
And we also snuck a late-night snack;
Sorry, Daddy, but now Mommy
Knows about our Sonic attack.
I am getting big, Daddy,
I am now in first grade.
And I am looking forward to our dance,
Daddy, that will be our special day.
Even though you can’t do my hair
Or give me a curl,
I will always be
Your favorite little girl.

Daddy can you guess who I am?
You cried when you found out
You were having another little man.
I haven’t told Mommy
About us sneaking any snacks,
But I look forward to the times
We get to do just that.
We dream of building hoo-hoos
In our back yard.
But for now we will ride the mower
And use our tools to fix the car.
You introduced me to Dr. Pepper,
So please smile when I have
Your last can;
Playing games with you, Daddy,
Is my everyday plan.
I may be your clown,
You laugh at what I do;
But when I grow up, Daddy,
I want to be just like you.

Honey you have helped mold me
Into who I am.
We were so young,
But we did the best we can.
We started out
With a simple little kiss…
Who would have thought
It would end up as sweet as this?
You have made my dreams come true,
Making me a Mom

© Lynda L. Hight

The Silent HonorIn A Father’s Goodness

This world has seen many fathers
Who have performed many great and noble things.

Strengthened a nation,
Silenced fears,
Relieved suffering
And changed the course of history.

Yet the most great and noble father I have known
Lives within the walls of my own home.
He performs no extraordinary tasks,
No miraculous feats;
He just does what is right because
It is right.

He needs no adulation,
No praise or glory of men.
He just goes about doing good because
That is how it makes him feel.

But there are those that see his goodness.
They are his children.
Indeed, they may not always see
But they know
That this silent honor is what they will pass on
To their children.

They know that true greatness needs no praise
It is found in the day-to-day living of unwearied goodness
They have seen their father give.
Such goodness is truly a remarkable thing,
Far greater than any glory found in the annals of history.
For one day the child will say:
‘He is my father’
And know it is an honor.

© Joseph D. Jensen

Special Dad

My dad is very special,
He’s not just a dad but a friend;
For he knows where there is a Difference,
When one should start and the other end.

He’s my dad when I need real guidance,
But if I need a pal for a while,
He’s right there in each situation,
Not with just concern, but a smile.

Kids need someone like that,
To help them draw that line,
Between what is right and wrong.
Sometimes the difference is hard to define.
So I’d like to thank Dad for being there,
For helping me all the way.
And to all the Dads who stand by their kids,
God bless you this Father’s Day.

© Trinity Pratt

On This Father

Being a father to a son,
brings a man’s heart so much joy.
You can’t imagine your world,
without this wonderful little boy.

Our son has grown so much,
there’s no trace of “baby” in his smile.
But the work has just begun, Dad,
time to readjust the dial.

Wrestling in the living room
makes him feel big and strong.
Giving him the confidence to make decisions;
hopefully right, sometimes wrong.

From sporting events to his first car;
to dating and a family of his own.
You are the one he will turn to,
The best man he’s ever known.

He will watch your every move,
so guide him the best you can;
Cause only a Daddy can teach his son
how to become a man.

I prayed no other woman
would come along and steal your heart;
but from the moment we heard, “it’s a girl”
I knew she would have you from the start.

A little girl needs her Daddy
to love her with gentlemanly charm.
To hold her tightly when she is afraid;
and keep her safe from harm.

From pigtails and bubblegum,
to lipstick and high heels;
Help her mend a broken heart,
teach her that true love is real.

Dance with her in the living room,
just to see her twirl.
Know there is no love that equals that of
Daddy’s Little Girl.

She will grow to be a woman,
with irresistible charm and grace;
But right now take each special moment
and treasure her sweet face.

I stood and made a promise
to love you come what may;
and watching you turn from husband to Daddy,
makes that love grow more each day!

© Kacee Harrington

My One And Only Love

The sound of YOUR voice is like…
A whisper to my ears,
Pure and pleasant to hear!
The sparkle of YOUR eyes…
Are as glitter
Enlightening me-showing me
The smell of YOUR body…
Excites and makes me HUNGER and
THIRST for thee!
YOUR lips…
Taste as sweet as HONEY,
Touching my very soul!
YOUR touch…
Hot as a burning FLAME,
Seeking to devour me!

© Antoinette McDonald

The Gift Of My Father

Burdens carried with strength unsung
Laboring at labor until the labor is done
Persistence unyielding
Protection and shielding
These are the gifts of my father

Listening, absorbing
Cautioning, uplifting
Strong and steady
With faith at the ready
These too are the gifts of my father

Figuratively you hold the ladder
While I climb
Holding me steady with investment
Of wisdom and time

I want to say thank you for the role model you’ve been
And tell you with joyful heart
“You are a gift to me, Father.”

© C Schaefer

My Daddy

A daddy is a special man
In which all things abound
Showing care and passion
And love to all around

I shall treasure all the sleepless nights
And sacrifices made
All because you loved me
Through the problems that I gave

Doing little special things
All for me
Your eyes they tell the story
When you speak of me

Your hands that once were strong and firm
Now softened with the age
But you’re still my daddy
And never would I trade

Smiles and hugs and kisses
As I sat there on your knee
From childhood to the woman
Who before you
Now you see
I have locked away those precious times
They are mine
For me to see
I keep them all within my heart
Take them everywhere with me
My love for you
Is just as strong
As the one when I was three
And I know this kind of special bond
Was meant for you and me
I hope that you will see it now
You’re in my thoughts each day
I’m so glad you are my daddy

And happy Father’s Day

© Danny Henry

Father’s Day

I have matured, think as a philosopher.
Remember the days, used to play with flowers.
Became naughty, sounded the trumpets and blowers.
My tricks proving difficult not only to family but also to others.

Recollect your advice, rebuke and scolding
Problems I created, sufferers narrating.
My version of the events, you were not accepting.
To your views, reluctantly, I was submitting.

To me, the world was wrong, you were no exception.
To reform me, you contemplated many prescriptions.
My response, I did not like to show devotion.
Your suggestions, however, led to my promotion.

Today, I have lot of economic strength.
Socially, I have traversed a vast length.
I have made progress in many branches.
Problems on the way, overcame as crunches.

Much has been gained, because of the discipline you inculcated.
Popularity attained due to the principles you na .
Ideals of your life stand venerated.
Because of you, I have been exceptionally rated.

Charming beauty of mother, made me handsome.
Your teachings made me wholesome.
Parents shape the life and bring cheer.
Children can move forward without stress and fear.

People talk of Father’s Day, Mother’s Day.
Wish to have their blessings’ ray.
No dear Father, dear Mother, not only one day.
I remember you happily, merrily every day.

© Mool Chand Gupta

A Dad

A Dad is someone you can count on
Someone who is always there
Someone who listens when you talk
Who knows when you are lying
And when you are telling the truth
A Dad is someone who protects you
And cares about you
A Dad is always kind
And understands what you say
He understands what is wrong
And makes you feel okay
A Dad is someone who loves you
No matter what you do
A Dad is someone just like you

© Rose E. O’Donnell

Dad, My Hero

My Dad is my hero,
my hero he is.
I really think
I’m his favorite kid.

He tucks me in at night
tells me “Sweet Dreams,
don’t let the beg bugs bite”

With popcorn by our side
We’ll watch TV together
Just me, daddy and I.

My dad is my hero,
my hero he is.
I really know
I’m his favorite kid.

© Morgan

Daddy, I Love You

Daddy, I love you
For all that you do.
I’ll kiss you and hug you
‘Cause you love me too.

You feed me and need me
To teach you to play,
So smile ’cause I love you
On this Father’s Day.

© Tava

Another Father

I sit here and daydream of
my future and how it seems
I can picture my wedding day
my daddy walking me down the aisle
To meet my fate
I look over at him and see a single
he thinks he’s losing his baby
His biggest fear
but I love him more than ever on this
so I look at him and blow a kiss
His way

He has been there for every single
day of my life
He has been the provider through all
the struggle and strife
I would be lost if he hadn’t shown me
the way
I don’t know that I would have made it
from day to day
I am so very lucky for all he has
Out of all dads, he is the very best one.

© Christina

Happy Father’s Day

When I was just a little kid I knew you worried.
You worried about what would happen to me.
Though you never raised me you were always there.
There when I needed you.
There when I needed to cry.
When I needed you for my pain and hurt.
When I needed a father it was you by my side.
Daddy, I needed a father like you.

It’s Father’s Day and you’re not there.
I love you and need you, but you don’t care.
I need a father to lift me up when I am down.
But when I look, you’re not around.
Nobody likes to live alone.
Without a dad in the home.
Daddy I need you in my life.
Without you my heart feels like it was hit with a knife.

© Dawn-Marie Knudsen

A Real Daddy

I am only three
I’ve learned so many things that you’ve taught me me
the things I have learn will help me grow
the things you’ve taught me surely show
I know that blue and yellow make green
I know one comes first then two then three
I know how to say thank you and ask
For things by saying pretty please
I know that you love me unconditionally
I know you are are my daddy even if you didn’t help mommy make me
Because you have have been there no matter what and you’d never for sake me
You give me kisses and hold me tight
You calm my fears when I wake frighten at night
You kiss my boos boos and make the pain go away
Only real daddy’s and mommy’s I have that gift Id say
Your are my daddy and I love you with all my heart
Because of you me and mommy no longer have a hole in our hearts

Author: Carrie Mcstoots

My Father

Often people speak of olden times
Burdens that they shared,

IN the winters cold,there their feet went just
struggling through the snow,
To get food for their young ones
and blankets to keep them warm.
For that was my father looking out for his little ones.
My Father was,and still is
A great man,Even though he is gone.
His love for his children will always be strong.

I love you dad ,always in my heart
and memories .

Author: Debra Bryant Lykins

A Father Means..

A Father means so many things…
An understanding heart,
A source of strength and support
right from the very start.

A constant readiness to help
In a kind and thoughtful way.
With encouragement and forgiveness,

No matter what comes your way.
A special generosity and always affection, too.
A father means so many things
when he’s a man like you….

Author: Unknown

A Little Girl Needs Daddy

A little girl needs Daddy
For many, many things:
Like holding her high off the ground
Where the sunlight sings!
Like being the deep music
That tells her all is right
When she awakens frantic with
The terrors of the night.

Like being the great mountain
That rises in her heart
And shows her how she might get home
When all else falls apart.

Like giving her the love
That is her sea and air,
So diving deep or soaring high
She’ll always find him there.

Author: Nicholas Gordon

Did I ever say thanks

Did I ever say thanks
for all the toys you mended,
games we played,
outings to the park,
and the way you
always tried to cheer
me when I was down?

Did I ever say thanks for
the sacrifices you made
so I could be involved
in so many enriching
Did I ever say thanks for
working so hard
to provide for our family?

Did I ever say thanks
for having such faith in me
and always being there
when I needed you?
Most of all,
Did I ever say thanks for caring?

Author: unknown


Daddy I love you with all of my heart,
and I think you are so smart.
Every time I cry a tear,
you are somewhere near.
If I have a problem,
you are always there to solve ’em.
When I get in trouble,
you are your right there on the double.
And I thank God that He,
gave such a great daddy to ME!
Oh daddy I hope you can see,
that you mean the world to me.

Copyright © April

Daddy’s Little Girl

You’re the end of my rainbow, my pot of gold.
You’re Daddy’s little girl, to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are.
You’re Mommy’s bright and shining star.
You’re the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree.
You’re the Easter Bunny to Mommy and me.
You’re sugar, you’re spice,
You’re everything nice,
And you’re Daddy’s little girl.

Author: unknown

Daddy’s Shoes

Daddy’s footsteps have been heard in this church for years now,
As he’s worked in the altars, taught bible studies, and ran the bus route.
But something happened not too long ago, he went from the front of the church to the back row.
His prayer call to the Lord somehow got muted out, I couldn’t understand what happened, where was my daddy’s shout?

Work suddenly needed more of his time,
Wednesdays became just another day – He had overtime.
Sundays turned into his only day of rest,
What had happened? I thought in church he would always give his best.

I had noticed his Bible started collecting dust,
His prayer time got shortened with all of his daily musts.
His footsteps at the church seemed to fade more and more day by day
I couldn’t understand what was going on, why didn’t Daddy stay?

I’ll pray and I’ll fast just like I’ve been taught,
Daddy always said “Don’t give up till you get the answer you’ve sought!”
But now Daddy’s gone, to be with me no more,
And there set his Sunday shoes by the front door.

What went wrong, what could I have done?
In my life he was my number one.
Why couldn’t I save him, why did he quit?
His gospel shoes were taken off, maybe because they didn’t fit.

They might not have fit in his life anymore,
Never would I have thought he would back up on the Lord.
This truth was his life, his longing to reach others,
But he got off his praying knees, and left me and my brothers.

I can remember my daddy’s life before it went this way,
“Keep God First in your life”, He would always say
Now my brothers are asking questions with not much luck of getting answers from me,
When they look at Daddy’s shoes what do they see?


Daddy’s Shoes

We love to wear your shoes Daddy,
As you can clearly see.
Pretending we’re as big as you,
For soon that day will be.
We hope to be like you someday,
Strong, Patient, full of love.
You’re the greatest Dad on earth,
With quite the shoes to fill.

Author: Unknown

Daddy, I love you

Daddy, I love you
For all that you do.
I’ll kiss you and hug you
cause you love me, too
You feed me and need me
To teach you to play,
So smile, cause I love you
On this father’s day.

Author: unknown

Daddys Day

Her hair up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow
Today was Daddy’s Day at school, and she couldn’t wait to go
But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home
Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone
But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say
What to tell her classmates, on this Daddy’s Day
But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone
And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home
But the little girl went to school, eager to tell then all
About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet
Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats
One by one the teacher called, a student from the class
To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed
At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare
Each of them were searching, for a man who wasn’t there
“Where’s her daddy at?” she heard a boy call out
“She probably doesn’t have one,” another student dared to shout
And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say
“Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day.”
The words did not offend her, as she smiled at her friends
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to begin
And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak
And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique
“My Daddy couldn’t be here, because he lives so far away
But I know he wishes he could be with me on this day
And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know
All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so
He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike
He surprised me with pink roses, and taught me to fly a kite
We used to share fudge sundaes and ice cream in a cone
And though you cannot see him, I’m not standing all alone
‘Cause my daddy’s always with me, even though we are apart
I know because he told me, he’ll forever be here in my heart.”
With that her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest
Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears
Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years
For she stood up for the love of a man not in her life
Doing what was best for her, doing what was right
And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd
She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud
“I love my daddy very much, he’s my shining star,
And if he could he’d be here, but heaven’s just too far,
But sometimes when I close my eyes, it’s like he never went away.”
And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day
And to her mother’s amazement, she witnessed with surprise
A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes
Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside
Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side.
“I know you’re with me Daddy,” to the silence she called out
And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt
Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed
But there placed on her desktop, was a beautiful fragrant pink rose
And a child was blessed, if only a moment, by the love of her shining bright star
And given the gift of believing, that heaven is never too far.

Author: Unknown

Daddys Poem

Close your eyes my pet, I will sing for you,

It’s a lullaby I never knew,

In this world you know, some things must come and go,

But my world is all in loving you.

It’s a simple song, and it’s words are true,

And I’ll do the best that I can do,

As I write this song, how can the words be wrong,

When they’re all about my loving you?
You’ve got Mommy’s eyes, and now I realize
God has blessed my world with loving you,

You’ve got Daddy’s nose, a joke I suppose,

But it’s still, what makes up you.

As you close your eyes, here’s a prayer or two,

While you sleep I will be here for you.

Things might come and go, but this you’ll always know,

Daddy’s lullaby is just for you.

© 2000 ronwilson

Author: Unknown

Family Name

You got it from your father
It was all he had to give.
So it’s yours to use and cherish
For as long as you may live.

If you lost the watch he gave you
It can always be replaced;
But a black mark on your name
Can never be erased.

It was clean the day you took it
And a worthy name to bear.
When he got it from his father
There was no dishonor there.

So make sure you guard it wisely
After all is said and done.
You’ll be glad the name is spotless
When you give it to your son.

Author: Unknown

Father is…

A Father Is . . .
A father is a source of strength,
A teacher and a guide,
The one his family looks up to
With loving trust and pride…
A father is a helper
With a willing hand to lend,
A partner, an adviser,
And the finest kind of friend.

Author: unknown

Father’s Day without Daddy

That Father’s day the sun was bright,
The morning promised joy
I felt the trill of Father’s day
Like every little boy

I still am very little,
But even I could see,
That something wasn’t right that day
Oh dear, what could it be?

My Daddy was away that day
And all the whole year through
My Daddy’s over in Iraq
To safe-keep me & you

My Mommy told me not to cry
She told me to be strong
She knew that I would understand
Although this year proves long

That morning I woke up with glee
I knew just what to do
I had to do Daddy would
If he could be here too

I took a bath quite leisurely
I dressed my very best
Grandpa set the B-B-Q
And I did all the rest

Mommy cooked the bacon
But Grandma worked the most
She knew if she left Mommy there
We’d have to eat burnt toast

We filmed our little holiday
So Daddy could share too
We wanted him to feel at home
I think it worked, don’t you?

We ate up Daddy’s breakfast
I thought that it looked yummy
I think that Mommy knew to share
When she heard my hungry tummy

We opened Daddy’s gifts and cards
He must like mine the best
I know if he were here this day
He’d squeeze me to his chest
Mommy said she missed him
That she wished he was at home
But if I could have talked to her
She’d know we weren’t alone
I couldn’t see quite clearly
But the feeling was just right
My Daddy stood beside her
And he guarded us all night

Author: Savanah Gray

Fathers are wonderful people

Fathers are wonderful people,
too little understood,
And we do not sing their praises
as often as we should,

For Father struggles daily
to live up to his image
As protector and provider
and hero of the scrimmage,

And perhaps that is the reason
we sometimes get the notion
That fathers are not subject
to the thing we call emotion.

But if you look inside Dad’s heart,
where no one else can see,
You’ll find he’s sentimental
and soft as he can be.

Fathers are just wonderful
in a million different ways,
And they merit loving compliments
and accolades of praise,

For the only reason Dad aspires
to fortune and success
Is to make the family proud of him
and bring them happiness,

And like our heavenly Father,
he’s a guardian and a guide,
Someone we can count on
to be always on our side.

Author Unknown


“Walk a little slower daddy,” said a child so small.
“I’m following in your footsteps
and I don’t want to fall.
Sometimes your steps are very fast,
Sometimes they’re hard to see;
So walk a little slower, Daddy,
For you are leading me.
Someday when I’m all grown up,
You’re what I want to be;
Then I will have a little child
Who’ll want to follow me.
And I would want to lead just right,
And know that I was true;
So, walk a little slower, Daddy,
For I must follow you.”

Author: Unknown

For You

In the room across the hall
Sitting on his bland oak chair
Sat Ned, the most popular of all
Among the other students there
Writing quietly with an intent stare.

He wrote to the one whom he cherished
With confidence in his pen
But suddenly that confidence perished
He had heard a noise just then
Like a lion pacing in his den.

He placed his feet flat on the floor
And gripped the wrinkled paper fast
And heard the squeak of the door
As the Teacher sternly asked
That up front the paper be passed.

The situation went from good to scary
His face turned a striking red
Like a freshly picked strawberry
The students whispered, ‘Go on, Ned’
The teacher insisted that the note be read.

As Teacher scanned the crinkled sheet
Her face was strained and aglow
And read from Ned’s horrible feat
‘Dear Clarice, I must know,
Will you date me, yes or no?’

In the room across the hall
Sitting on his bland oak chair
Sat Ned, the most popular of all
Among the laughing students there
Making excuses with an embarrassed stare.

Author: By Nina Melito

My Homework

Sometimes my homework is small

Sometimes my homework is long
But whenever i do my homework
My homework is always wrongSometimes I do my homework at a slow pace
Sometimes I do my homework in the fast lane
But however I do my homework
my homework is still a pain

Sometimes my homework is easy
Sometimes my homework is hard
But whenever i can’t do my homework
I feel like a retard

Author: By Michael Rawlinson

Hand Prints

Sometimes you get discouraged, because I am so small

And always leave my fingerprints on furniture and walls

But every day I’m growing, I’ll be grown someday

And all those tiny hand prints will surely fade away

So here’s a little hand print just so you can recall

Exactly how my fingers looked when I was small

Author: Unknown

What will happen if there are no fathers in the world?

If there are no fathers in the world, who would teach me about God?
And spank me with a rod
Who would kiss me at night?
And play with me a fight
Who would understand me always?
And scold me in many ways
Who would love me very dearly?
And fear the Lord strongly
Who would feed me delicious food?
And discipline me to be good
All these things won’t happen without you by my side
Happy Father’s Day!!!

Author: Kyzia M. Maramara

Happy Father’s Day

Dad, Father, Papa
Are some of the names
You are called
But whichever is used
One thing always remain the same
We celebrate one wonderful person
every Father’s Day!

Author: Renee Hamilton

Happy Father’s Day

“Happy Father’s Day” means more
than have a happy day.
Within those words lie lots of things
we never get to say.
It means we love you first of all,
Then thanks for all you do.
It means you mean a lot to us,
And that we honor you.

But most of all, I guess it means
that we are thinking of…
Your happiness on this, your day,
with pleasure and with love.

Author: unknown

Masterpiece = Dad

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of ages,
The power of the eagles’ flight,
The joy of a spring morning,
The faith of a mustard seed,
And the depth of a family need.

Then God combined these qualities
And there was nothing more to add.
He knew his masterpiece was complete
And so he called it DAD.

Author: unknown

My dad you are


Even though you drive me nuts, and tease me way too much
I wouldn’t want to go one single day without your caring touch
Every morning every night you’d hold me in your clutch

If mom was here to see
All the things you’ve gave up for me
She would remember why she said yes that day you got on one knee

You helped me walk you helped me stand
You stood close by me and griped my hand

You’re not the most perfect father
But you never stopped trying
You always said “I’ll kill the feller” when he left me there crying

You keep me safe you keep me warm
Like no one else has
I wanted to thank you so very much
For just being my dad

I know we have our rough times and we don’t see eye to eye
But I’m still trying to give up every single stupid lie

I wish we were the perfect family but that will never happen
I wanted everything to be like it used to be when we were together laughing

But it reminds me that things could be worse
You could drink, smoke, or curse

So please never give up on me for you will surely see
The very perfect daughter that I can certainly be

So here it is all my silly words that I never wanted to say
I just hope you have a beautiful and a good father’s day

Author: Joanne lily Fry

My Daddy’s First Father’s Day

Submitted By: lindsayrh
You held my tiny hand when I first arrived.
You were there when I first opened my eyes.
You’ve calmed my fears,
and kissed my ears.
You held me close all night when I cried,
It let me know all would be right.
You’ve taught me new things daily,
Like how to love and cherish our family.
I love the time we spend together,
It lets me know, anything we can weather.
You make me giggle when you stick out your tongue.
These special moments in my memory can’t be undone.
I wave bye bye with a smile,
Because I know you’ll never be gone awhile.
Someday when I’m a little older,
My burdens you will shoulder.
You’ll guide me through life,
as a child, teenager, and eventually as someone’s wife.
But you’ll always be number one in my heart.
How could anyone live up to your mark?
As I grow I hope you’ll always know
how much I love you.
I promise to always call you Daddy,
and always be your little Addy.

Author: Lindsay H

My Father

Every daughter likes to think
That her father is the best,
But there’s no doubt for me, Dad,
That you’re far above the rest.

When I was a little girl
You took time to play with me.
You’d wrestle, read, or color,
Though so tired you would be.

You knew that play was not enough
To make the greatest dad.
You also shared God’s love for me,
And for this I’m very glad.

Your godly life has made you
The best father there could be;
You’ve followed God’s example
Of what a father should be.

I love you, Father, on this day
As well as on the rest.
No dad on earth compares to you.
You simply are the best.

Author: Rachel Quillin

My Father

God took the power of a mountain and created my dad
Constant readiness to help thy name is dad
kind and thoughtful way thy name is dad
Dignity of a tree thy name is dad
Shade in scorching sun thy name is dad
Warmness of a summer sun thy name is dad
Tranquility of a quiet sea thy name is dad
kind soul of nature thy name is dad
Understanding heart thy name is dad
The soothing arm of night thy name is dad
Insight of the ages thy name is dad
Authority of the eagle’s flight thy name is dad
Bliss of a morning in spring thy name is dad
Fortitude of eternity thy name is dad
Intensity of a family need thy name is dad
Extensive like sea thy name is dad
A source of strength and of support thy name is dad
There was nothing more to add
God combined these qualities
God hath wrought thy name is dad
His magnum opus was complete
Thy name is dad

Author: Dr Shamim Ali

My Gift to You

They say wings are a gift, coming from heaven above
Handed down by God and given out of love
They say wings are a gift, given to God’s precious few
To those who are selfless, caring and true
Knowing this, I can only pray-
That I will get my wings one day
Should I receive this gift from above
I will give these wings to you, with love
For God has given a gift to me
I have written it down for you to read;
To get my wings I must be selfless, caring and true
These are things I have learned from you
You see- God’s special gift, granted to me
…is you are my ‘dad’, and forever will be
They say wings are a gift, coming from heaven above
Handed down by God, and given of His love
They say wings are a gift, receive by God’s precious few
If God gave me wings….
I would give them to You

Author: K. Bosko

Our Father’s

Our Father’s work hard,
To make our lives complete.

They quietly brave the winter cold,
Endure the summer heat.

They boldly face the ups and downs
and seldom ever fuss.

Our Fathers are the greatest Dads
We know you knoe this too.

But thank you for the chance
to share our love and this day
with you!

Author: Unknown

To dad from daughter

I wear your shirts, your boots, your hat.
A tomboy in a way, but I like that!
Camo or fishing, I’m just a mini-you,
we have so much fun, whatever we do.
Back in the woods or out by the water,
I will always love being your daughter.
Happy Father’s Day, Daddy!

Author: Skye Karls for 7 yr old daughter, Tahayla

To my daddy

I am your snickerpots,
And I love you lots and lots.
In the car, you drive fast.
In the backseat, I have a blast.
Vroom, Vroom, go daddy go!
Faster… Faster, while mom screams Nooooo!
You keep me safe and still have fun,
I love you more than anyone!
Happy Father’s Day, Daddy!

Author: Skye Karls for 3 yr old daughter Aiyana

Walk a little slower

“Walk a little slower Daddy” said a child so small,
“I’m following in your footsteps and I don’t want to fall.

Sometimes your steps are very fast,
Sometimes they’re hard to see;
So walk a little slower, Daddy,
For you are leading me.

Someday when I’m all grown up,
You’re what I want to be;
Then I will have a little child
Who’ll want to follow me.

And I would want to lead just right,
And know that I was true,
So walk a little slower, Daddy,
For I must follow you.”

Author: unknown

Walk with me daddy

Walk alongside me, daddy
and hold my little hand.
I have so many things to learn
that I don’t yet understand.

Teach me things to keep me safe
from dangers every day.
Show me how to do my best
at home, at school, at play.

Every child needs a gentle hand
to guide them as they grow.
So walk alongside me, daddy –
We have a long way to go.

Author: Helen Bush

What Is A Dad?

A Dad is a person
Who is loving and kind,
And often he knows
What you have on your mind.

He’s someone who listens,
suggests, and defends
A dad can be one
of your very best friends;

He’s proud of your triumphs,
but when things go wrong,
A dad can be patient
and helpful and strong.

In all that you do,
adad;love plays a part
There;s always a place for him
deep in your heart

And each year that passes,
you;re even more glad,
More grateful and proud
just to call him your dad;

Thank you Dad…
for listening and caring,
for giving and sharing,
but,especially, for just being you;

Author: unknown

What makes a Dad

God took the strength of a mountain,
the majesty of a tree,
the warmth of a summer sun,
the calm of the quiet sea,

The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagles flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,

The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
the depth of family need,
Then God combined these qualities.

When there was nothing more to add,
He knew his masterpiece was complete,
And so,

He Called it……DAD

Author: Unknown

When God created Fathers

When the good Lord was creating fathers, He started with a tall frame.
A female angel nearby said, “What kind of father is that? If you’re going to make children so close to the ground, why have you put fathers up so high? He won’t be able to shoot marbles without kneeling, tuck a child in bed without bending or even kiss a child without a lot of stooping.”
…And God smiled and said, “Yes, but if I make him child-size, who would children have to look up to?”
And when God made a father’s hands, they were large and sinewy.
The angel shook her head sadly and said, “Do you know what you’re doing? Large hands are clumsy. They can’t manage diaper pins, small buttons, rubber bands on ponytails or even remove splinters caused by baseball bats.”
And God smiled and said, “I know, but they’re large enough to hold everything a small boy empties from pockets at the end of a day, yet small enough to cup a child’s face.”
And then God molded long, slim legs and broad shoulders.
The angel nearly had a heart attack. “Boy, this is the end of the week, all right.” she clucked. “Do you realize you just made a father without a lap? How is he going to pull a child close to him with the kid falling between his legs?”
And God smiled and said, ” A mother needs a lap. A father needs strong shoulders to pull a sled, balance a boy on a bicycle or hold a sleepy head on the way home from the circus.”
God was in the middle of creating two of the largest feet anyone had ever seen when the angel could contain herself no longer. “That’s not fair. Do you honestly think those large boats are going to dig out of bed early in the morning when the baby cries? Or walk through a small birthday party without crushing at least three of the guests?”
And God smiled and said, “They’ll work. You’ll see. They’ll support a small child who wants to ride a horse to Banbury Cross or scare off mice at the summer cabin or display shoes that will be a challenge to fill.”
God worked throughout the night, giving the father few words but a firm, authoritative voice and eyes that saw everything but remained calm and tolerant.
Finally, almost as an afterthought, He added tears. Then He turned to the angel and said,
“Now, are you satisfied that he can love as much as a mother?”
The angel shutteth up.

Author: Erma Bombeck

A Little Boy Needs Daddy

A little boy needs Daddy
For many, many things:
Like holding him high off the ground
Where the sunlight sings!
Like being the deep music
That tells him all is right
When he awakens frantic with
The terrors of the night.

Like being the great mountain

Like being the great mountain
That rises in his heart
And shows him how he might get home
When all else falls apart.

Like giving him the love
That is his sea and air,
So diving deep or soaring high
He’ll always find him there.

After My Father Gave Me His Blessing

After my father gave me his blessing
For the first time, saying, “God bless you”
As I left him to the darkness,
He held me there and kissed my hand.
For the first time saying, “God bless you”
In all the years that I had loved him,
He held me there and kissed my hand,
And the child shivered with delight.

In all the years that I had loved him,
We understood no need to speak.
The child shivered with delight;
The man in silence turned away.

We understood no need to speak
As I left him to the darkness.
The man in silence turned away
After my father gave me his blessing.

Before I Was Myself, You Made Me, Me

Before I was myself you made me, me
With love and patience, discipline and tears,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,
Allowing me to sail upon my sea,
Though well within the headlands of your fears.
Before I was myself you made me, me

With dreams enough of what I was to be
And hopes that would be sculpted by the years,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,

Relinquishing your powers gradually
To let me shape myself among my peers.
Before I was myself you made me, me,

And being good and wise, you gracefully
As dancers when the last sweet cadence nears
Bit by bit stepped back to set me free.

For love inspires learning naturally:
The mind assents to what the heart reveres.
And so it was through love you made me, me
By slowly stepping back to set me free.

Children Need a Daddy

Children need a Daddy
For many, many things:
Like holding them high off the ground
Where the sunlight sings!
Like being the deep music
That tells them all is right
When they awaken frantic with
The terrors of the night.

Daddy, I Love You

Daddy, I love you
For all that you do.
I’ll kiss you and hug you
‘Cause you love me, too.
You feed me and need me
To teach you to play,
So smile ’cause I love you
On this Father’s Day.

Fantasies, like Words, Await What’s Real

Fantasies, like words, await what’s real,
Anchored only when attached to things.
The dream of fatherhood, that long-sought dawn,
Has now become the light of early morn,
Exact and merciless in what it brings:
Riches to which one can only kneel.
‘Mid all the truths the package will reveal,
Sensing well the wonder as it sings,
Drawing well the world to which it’s drawn,
A love beyond all words will give you wings,
Yielding joys beyond what you can feel.

Fathers Are Forever

Fathers are forever. Even death,
Although a distancing, does not divide
The child from the parent, nor does time,
However long, nor space, however wide.
Enduring beyond silence, beyond breath,
Resonant where hours cease to chime,
Some yearnings inconsolable abide.

Fathers Cannot Fathers Be

Fathers cannot fathers be
Alone, no matter where they are.
There is no mountain range or sea
High or wide enough to bar
Each child from traveling within,
Reuniting oft with him,
Secret sharer from afar.

Fathers Need Not Fathers Be
Fathers need not fathers be.
All one needs to do is choose
To love for life, and that embrace,
Held long and hard, bestows the grace
Each child craves, and then must lose,
Restored alone by memory.
So now it is with you and me.

Happy Father’s Day to My Dear Dad

Happy Father’s Day to my dear Dad!
As you have loved me, so have I loved you,
Pleased to tell you, now that words are due,
Pleased to have this chance to make you glad.
Your years of love and sacrifice have had
For me the force that you would wish them to,
A wind that takes me home to harbors new,
The inner voice in clothes familiar clad.
How might I be myself, except I see
Each gesture in the mirror of your grace,
Remembered as it was when long ago,
‘Ere I knew why, I looked to you for love?
So am I of you inextricably,
Defined by trends not difficult to trace
As I grow into someone that I know,
Yet myself in ways that time will prove.

Author Unknown

I Miss You, but I Cannot Make You Miss Me

I miss you, but I cannot make you miss me.
I need you, but you do not know my need.
I want you, but I cannot make you kiss me.
I suffer, but I cannot make you bleed.
I beseech you, but you will not be beguiled.
The door’s locked, and you will not let me in.
You’re my mother*, but I cannot be your child.
I’ve lost you, and I can’t take back my sin.
Like an earth no longer with its sun,
Shooting towards eternity alone,
I no longer circle anyone,
An aimless, mindless, wandering piece of stone.
Ah, Mother*! It would be so sad if we
Would journey through to darkness separately.
*”father” if to a father

Author Unknown