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Poems About: FATHER

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  • 325.
    When God becomes your Father

    When God becomes your Father
    you feel like you can do anything
    When God is near you
    Ooh, the warmth it brings read more »

    Debbie Bennett
  • 326.
    O GOD, SHOW MERCY…

    O GOD, SHOW MERCY…

    O God Almighty, Our Father in Heaven,
    Let go with the wind the foe’s threats; read more »

    Janri Gogeshvili
  • 327.
    Father poetry: Fathers Are

    Fathers…
    Are faithfull, strong and true,
    Providing for our needs;
    They give us words of truth, read more »

    Loyd C. Taylor
  • 328.
    Not a Father’s Son

    When I was born
    You were forlorn.
    I was not a father’s son. read more »

    Theresa Ann Moore
  • 329.
    Sonnet: Father’s Day

    Today is Father’s Day in India;
    Not many know about this lovely day!
    How many wifes did greet their husbands, say?
    Neither did children of Himalaya! read more »

    Dr John Celes
  • 330.
    When I Was A Child

    When I was a child, I saw a man that I wanted to be like
    he was full of confidence, charisma, foresight, and insight
    when I was a child I made myself a tiny little wish
    that man was my father and I wanted to be more fatherish read more »

    Beau Bennett
  • 331.
    Ready To Leave

    My life is screwed my days are dome I need to die to have some fun

    I need to die and leave this place and meet my father face to face! read more »

    Amber Vasquez
  • 332.
    A Father's Love

    The love of a father
    Use to mean so much to me
    It use to give me comfort
    Like a tree to a leaf read more »

    Anthony Darby
  • 333.
    Father

    How can you see this world colliding
    Father?
    And no one can do anything about it.
    Why let them starve and watch them die read more »

    Alex Not Telling
  • 334.
    unseen

    something's wrong with mother always cleaning the house
    and father complains for she does nothing but sweep and scrub
    and dust and wipe and rub,
    the floors are shiny and father does not like it read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
  • 335.
    Why'd You Have To Leave

    I am not the way I used to be
    I am stronger and wiser as you can see;
    Remember my words, my father said
    As he cradled me up and laid me to bed; read more »

    krystal allison
  • 336.
    FOR GIVE ME MY FATHER

    I HAVE SIN, I HAVE LIE, AND I DON'T KNOW
    WHERE TO BEGIN
    BECAUSE I HAVE ROBBED, I HAVE CHEATED
    ON EVERYTHING WITH IN read more »

    black and blue rose
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