Poems About: FATHER
Poems on / about :
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Innocent love was within deception
Which resulted in conception
Of a child who was by her father rejected
And wrongfully denied and neglected read more »Nikiesha Richards
The small boy sits in the corner
waiting for his father into return.
He is afraid to move about,
He might be punished for that also. read more »Mahfooz Ali
Who is my father?
He’s a star in my life.
He keeps my in line,
And keeps me out of strife. read more »James Tyler
I am yours, Father, on this day of Your Creating
I am yours!
Like the tree, I see you in the sun’s light,
And I grow towards you - read more »Paul Clement Czaja
Oh Father, who am I to complain?
I worry so much of the time here in my comfort zone.
All seems to be going wrong. I wish not to bother thee.
My friend Ann is moving on, as she should. read more »Marguerite Treon
342.Daddy Please Don't Hurt Mommy
A little girl stood crying as the father beat the mother,
next to the girl stood her older sister, and older brother.
Alcohol was the demon that drove the beating hand,
the mother bruised, and sobbing cowards from the man. read more »Velmar Pewee Hale Johnson
343.Father Joe Murphy
When i was a Schoolboy Father Joe Murphy was a young man
I recall him and his Brothers Doney and the late Johnny Dan
And though of my existence he hardly would know
One cannot help but remember the great Father Joe. read more »Francis Duggan
344.Not a Father’s Son
When I was born
You were forlorn.
I was not a father’s son. read more »Theresa Ann Moore
Father Cleary sat at table with Max many a day
But I don't think he rated a bounteous gift when Max came to visit
Both were guests in the great house acrosss the street of youth
Father for years and Max for yearly one week stints. read more »Bill Grace
346.A Father Image 11
Every time I ponder in solitude
re-evaluates my innermost attitude
no reason I can give to rationalize
every bit of me is sort personalize read more »Marvin Brato Sr
347.While in church
While I was in church last sunday I thought back.
Back to when I was a teen.I remembered this day.
It was the day my father used his fist to punch me in the jawl.
Then he said these words to me.' You will never be anything! ' read more »Pirate Love Magic Man
as father begs, the son in a compromise
goes with him in that dome
where there are candles
some have already burned themselves read more »RIC S. BASTASA