Poem for Dad (The Perfect Amazing Father's Day Gift)

Half of our genetic composition is passed down from our dads. The way we interact with our father influences who we will become. People in various societal groups grow up never knowing their dads. This is regrettable since men ought to be just as crucial to a child’s upbringing as mothers.

Poem for Dad

For a daughter, a father serves as the ideal example of a guy, and she will select a partner who resembles him. A parent also serves as an example for his son. Thankfully, there is a trend toward fathers being more involved in their kids’ lives.

Silent, Strong Dad by Karen K. Boyer

He never looks for praises.
He’s never one to boast.
He just goes on quietly working
For those he loves the most.

His dreams are seldom spoken.
His wants are very few,
And most of the time his worries
Will go unspoken, too.

He’s there…a firm foundation
Through all our storms of life,
A sturdy hand to hold onto
In times of stress and strife.

A true friend we can turn to
When times are good or bad.
One of our greatest blessings,
The man that we call Dad.

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My Dad by Vicky Frye

If I could write a story,
It would be the greatest ever told.
I’d write about my daddy,
For he had a heart of gold.

My dad, he was no hero
Known around this world.
He was everything to me,
For I was his baby girl.

I’d write about the lessons.
He taught me right from wrong.
He instilled in me the values
That one day I’d be strong.

He taught me to face my fears,
Take each day as it comes,
For there are things that we can’t change.
He would say what’s done is done.

He would say hold your head up high,
Carry yourself with pride.
Thanks to him, I am somebody,
I will never run and hide.

If I could write a story,
It would be the greatest ever told.
I’d write about my daddy,
For he had a heart of gold.

Tears In My Daddy’s Eyes by Unknown Mystery

A father’s affection for his daughter is the subject of the poem. Whenever she needed him, he was always a tower of support for her. She realizes he could need her just as much as she needs him when it’s time for her to go on and start a new life.

When she is finally ready to take off, he finally gives in to his attempts to hide his weakness from her, and she is able to see the tears in his eyes.

He was always my pillar when I knew I’d fall,
Always my anchor so strong and tall.
His hard face changes only for me.
His softer side, so careless and free.

He knows my dreams are too big for this place.
His little girl’s leaving, ready to begin her race.
He knows I’ll be thinking of him wherever I go.
I know I’m ready to do this on my own,
But still I cry and he holds me tight,
He tries to be strong, not a tear in sight.

I’m ready to reach for the stars in the sky.
He’s ready to watch his princess fly.
It’s time to let go, sure of a path to take,
But now I know, even pillars can break.
For when I drive away, trying to stifle my cries,
All I could see were tears in my father’s eyes.

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Family Circle

The poem explores the cycle of life and the regrettable insight that time and life go by so swiftly.

When I am born, you are here
In your eye, I see a tear
Time flies and already I’m two
“Look, Daddy, I can tie my shoe!”

Before you know it, I’m five
Every day, you thank God I’m alive
Pretty soon, I turn eight
You tell me I’m never allowed to date

I’m already twelve in my preteen years
Which means you’ll help me with all my new fears
Now fourteen with my permit to drive
Waiting to hit the big one-five

Too early comes sixteen, with my license now
It went by too fast, you just ask how

You want to meet my boyfriend when I’m eighteen
I pray to God that you’re not too mean
The same guy two years later asks for my hand
I’m relieved when you say, that’s just grand

About a year later, you walk me down the aisle
Through all the tears, you bear a smile
Three years later, you’re gonna be a grandfather
You show love and pride for your new granddaughter

Another year down the road
Mom dies, oh the many tears that flowed
You’re not doing so well without her
Less than a year later, you forgot all about her

Alzheimer’s sets in and it scares me so
Not long after, you decide to go
Now I’m regretting not saying goodbye
Every time I think about it, I cry

The cycle has begun again
It has started over with little Megan
The other day, she turned two
And said, “Look, daddy, I can tie my shoe!”

Memories of My Dad by Rebecca D. Cook

He wasn’t a hero
Known by the world,
But a hero he was
To his little girl.

My daddy was a god
Who knew all things.
And better than Santa,
With the gifts he’d bring.

I knew his voice
Before I could speak
And loved it when
He would sing me to sleep.

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He changed my diapers
And sat up all night
When my body was weak
And I’d put up a fight.

He’d come home late
With not much to say
And made us all kneel
As he taught me to pray.

He taught me life’s lessons
Of right from wrong
And instilled in me values
That I might be strong.

And so through the years,
Like a hero he stood.
Working to give
All that he could.

His presence was important,
And we loved to see him smile,
For no one in the world
Could emulate his style.

And so, dear Dad,
My best memory to recall
Is the gift of your presence,
The greatest gift of all.

These stanzas would be a perfect birthday gift for your dad on any special or random occasion. Do well to share this with him using our share buttons or the share option provided by your browser.

Poem for Dad (The Perfect Amazing Father’s Day Gift)