Thank you, dad, for your love. On sunny days and dark nights, in troubled times and pointless fights, you've been right there through it all, you've stood your ground when you could have taken the fall.
Love For Father From DaughterEvery father would love to hear that they are their child's hero. This poem is for my dad, he hasn't read it yet. But when he does I really hope he likes it!Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
What is a good quote for your dad? Some good quotes for your dad include “The depth of a father’s love shows in his daughter’s eyes” and “He just goes on quietly working / For those he loves the most” from the poem ‘In Her Eyes’ by Michelle W. Emerson and ‘Dad’ by ...
by Marinela • June 8, 2009 • Dad Poems, Family Poems, Father's Day, Feeling Poems, Rhyming Poems • Comments (18) • 12740 Father PoemTweetFather PoemFather PoemDad Poem From Daughter. A beautiful Feeling poem about fathersMy DaddyDad, your wise words have broken The gate into m...
Otto Plath died from diabetes complications when his daughter was eight years old; the speaker of the poem is also a child when her father dies. He was also a professor, echoed by the reference to the speaker's father standing "at the blackboard" in line 51. Finally, Plath grew up ...
Poem from Drawing Down a DaughterHarris, ClaireCanadian Journal of Midwifery Research & Practice
To my Stubborn Father from your Stubborn Daughter Dearest Dad – You always stood your ground With standards high above my reach Standing on that moral hill Cloistered rules, you did teach I inhaled it all Principled breath Held belief
For when, by accident they may have chanced to eat hyoscyamus, they drag along their paralysed limbs to the nearest water, and there indulge in a feast of crabs. By this means they become free from the effects of the poison, and are made whole every whit.” “Nothing else will do a...
For so must all of our desire Be someday burned to ash and soot. We all must dance to that old ground As all the while the world goes round. But let us mull the winter’s wine And drink to every breath we’ve taken, To days of grapes plucked from the vine— ...
It also shows a shift from the present situation to a future one then back to the present. In the beginning of the poem the son is currently waiting for his father to tell him a story and has a sense of eagerness to him while the father has a sense of tiredness to him. This scene...