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Poems About: FATHER

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  • 37.
    No Father?

    At times I feel so hurt because i got wounded so deeply.
    I know You are there for me, Father my peace and comfort.
    I turn towards you murmuring the word 'Father' and slowly.
    I look towards you and pour out my pain and the much hurt read more »

    trulyyours cross
  • 38.

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    Joe Johnson
  • 39.

    My father is my father
    I am his heir
    I am in my father's house
    I am fair. read more »

    gajanan mishra
  • 40.

    Father, You heal a broken heart
    Father, You dry incessant tears
    Father, You comfort a weeping soul
    Father, You forgive a sinner’s heart. read more »

    Liv Mealone
  • 41.
    On His Father's Side

    On his mother’s side
    Born in Bethlehem
    On his Father’s side
    No one before him read more »

    joses tirtabudi
  • 42.
    Father, Can you see me?

    Can You See Me Father?

    Father, can you see me? read more »

    Rose Rosado
  • 43.
    I'm Still My Father's Child

    When I lost my father I put myself under the fatherless, but
    Now I know he had to go for me to realise that
    I’ve always been blessed with two fathers read more »

    Sihle KaPhila Zulu
  • 44.
    As She Prayed [part 2]

    Dear Father Up in Heaven
    Watch over our soldiers who fight
    For they are fighting for you Father
    For the differince in wrong and right read more »

    norman hale
  • 45.
    Mathematics In Life, Of Life

    'You can leave it
    but Math will not leave you'
    -something like this
    I said to my daughter read more »

    Palas kumar Ray
  • 46.
    Coming Back To Home Earlier

    If you come back to your home
    regularly earlier
    and if you never get out of home later
    not necessary that your wife and children read more »

    Palas kumar Ray
  • 47.
    I love my father

    My father

    Is my friend... read more »

    otteri selvakumar
  • 48.
    Thank You, Father

    Fathers hold you when you have bad dreams
    And they comfort you when all is lost it seems.
    Fathers teach you to dribble a basketball and shoot a free throw
    And they lead you as you grow. read more »

    Mahfooz Ali
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