Poems About: FATHERS
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109.In My Father's Hands
This poem was a tribute to my father who died last March 28,2009…
In my father’s hands, I breathe and smile…
In my father’s voice, I obey and learn… read more »alfe ...
110.THIS IS SPECIAL BIRTHDAY FOR MY GRANDFATHER FATHERCOURTNEY ROBINSON
111.FahterAhsan Raza Saifi
112.Fallen Angel's Song
I once had wings to fly
but now on the cold black ground I do cry
no comfort, no joy
feels like I'm the Devil's new toy read more »Carla Kitts
113.A Father Is A Father
A father is a father.
But it takes a man to be a dad.
You lost that title when you left mom and I.
A dad is man that I can turn to when I need someone. read more »alice spakrs
What is a father?
What does he do?
What is a father?
What does he rue? read more »James Roberts
A Father Through and True
A father is someone quiet yet strong
few words spoken gives more meaning to life's read more »kathleen woods
the snow falls on my fathers' bed
on the foot
on the head
the snow falls on my fathers' bed read more »robert dickerson
He was a jolly little man full of fun and laughter,
He played jokes on his fellow men
And to him it did not matter.
Education he had not, read more »Anita Guindon
118.Caring medicos! (A funny story)
Santa took his elderly father to a nursing home to check it out. He sat his father down on a sofa in the main aisleway and went to talk with the administrators.
Santa`s father started to tilt slowly toward the left.
A Doctor came by and said, 'Let me help you.'
The Doc piled several pillows on the left side of Santa`s father so he would stay upright. Santa`s father started to tilt slowly to the right. An orderly noticed and put several more pillows on his right side to keep him upright. Santa`s father started to lean forward when a nurse came by and piled several pillows in front of him. About this time, Santa returned. Santa, 'Well, Dad, isn`t this a nice place.' read more »Edwin Drood
119.dear my father
love... read more »otteri selvakumar
120.Real Life Tale Of An Ungrateful Daughter
an ungrateful poor daughter blames her father
her mother sad died thirty-two long years ago
her mother did not choose to suffer illness die
was not mother’s fault choice to daughter leave read more »Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)