Dad Poems

it came today to visit
and moved into the house
it was smaller than an elephant
but larger than a mouse
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Though my mother was already two years dead
Dad kept her slippers warming by the gas,
put hot water bottles her side of the bed
and still went to renew her transport pass.
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My dad gave me one dollar bill
'Cause I'm his smartest son,
And I swapped it for two shiny quarters
'Cause two is more than one!
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My pants could maybe fall down when I dive off the diving board.
My nose could maybe keep growing and never quit.
Miss Brearly could ask me to spell words like stomach and special.
(Stumick and speshul?)
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'Oh! Jesus Christ! I'm hit,' he said; and died.
Whether he vainly cursed or prayed indeed,
The Bullets chirped-In vain, vain, vain!
Machine-guns chuckled,-Tut-tut! Tut-tut!
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Why I am so deep in love and called mad?
Why give people chance to call me mad?
Failure in love attempts and feel so sad,
Always get thrashing from kind dad,
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Night-night moon
Night-night stars
Night-night noisy
trucks and cars.
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I WISH I COULD BRING YOU BACK AND PRESS REWIND,
I WISH I COULD HAVE CHANGED GOD'S MIND,
I WISH I COULD TELL YOU HOW MUCH WE NEED YOU,
I WISH EVERY NIGHT IN MY DREAMS I CAN SEE YOU,
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Music is what makes you move
Music is what makes you groove
Music can be good or bad depending on how its used
Music can make you choose different clothes to wear
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Dad,
A great many thanks for all you have done
Without you my life would not have begun
You have been there when I most needed you
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I thought it made me look more 'working class'
(as if a bit of chequered cloth could bridge that gap!)
I did a turn in it before the glass.
My mother said: It suits you, your dad's cap.
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Lord, Shepherd my dad today
In green pastures let him lay
To still waters guide his way
Restoreth his soul, I pray
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Perfect is the day,
When the sun, with golden ray,
Lifts your soul, for just a while,
Causing you to raise a smile.
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Someone ate the baby it's rather sad to say
Someone ate the baby so she won't be out to play
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'A genuine anteater,'
The pet man told my dad.
Turned out, it was an aunt eater,
And now my uncle's mad!
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"Where are you going, Young Fellow My Lad,
On this glittering morn of May?"
"I'm going to join the Colours, Dad;
They're looking for men, they say."
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Yes Dad, I bought flowers
I know it's early
But I wanted you to have them for Father's Day
Unlike last year when there weren't any
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Someone ate the baby.
It's rather sad to say.
Someone ate the baby
So she won't be out to play.
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Always
your love

everywhere
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Will you marry me?
“Will you marry me? ” Echoed a voice,
“: I must think” as I had no choice,
Rain was lasing outside,
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The woman in the blue Chevy said: "Just five dollars please, " as I pumped two more dollars of Sunoco 260 into the aging four door sedan. As she paid me and then left, I looked at the Croton Chronograph Watch on my wrist that I had gone into hock for last fall. 5: 15, SHOOT! ! ! , I only had 45 minutes to jump on my bike and make it the fifteen miles back to West Philadelphia to class.

I was taking night courses at St Joseph's College (St Joseph's University now) , and my first class started at 6: 00 p.m. Why? I asked myself again did I always cut it so close? Deep inside I knew the answer, but I told myself it was because I was a good employee. I had been pumping gas and renting U-Haul Trucks at an Arco gas station in North Hills Pa. for the past two years. The station was open till 6 p.m. every day, and it seemed I never got out of there until after 5.
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The New Hip

It was 1972 and my dad was sick. Well maybe not sick in the usual sense of the word, but his hip was. He was in Boston, it was mid-winter, and he was an orthopedic patient in the Robert Bent Brigham Hospital.
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He remembers asking his dad, as they gazed up at the sky one night…
"Where do the stars go during the day, Dad? Who turns out their lights? "

"The stars are always shining." His dad told him. "Each and every one."
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In November of 2011, Dad was told that he was terminal and wouldn't survive.
He was diagnosed with Leukemia and he passed away at the age of sixty-five.
Dad worked hard for many years to feed his family and keep a roof over our heads.
He lost his battle after 20 months of Chemo and would have no more years ahead.
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JUNIE SKRYFUITDAGING
TEMA: Eie Tema - Vergifnis
Soos gepubliseer op Malherbe: Die Boekehuis
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Every Saturday my boy grabbed my hand and said,
"Let's go out for a walk dad.
It's our time together, just you and me."
You loved walking with your dad
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RR(Ramesh, Raju) Poems
About the brothers Ramesh(elder, soft and shy)
and Raju(younger, rude and bold) , their naughty play and pranks
on each other
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Planting hate

Was writing of my dad
-came to mind very past
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My dad is my hero
Who can turn anyone zero
My dad is my inspiration
On whom I feel proud
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