Poems for the loss of a Father

When Through One Man

A Little More Love
And Goodness,
A Little More Light And
Truth Comes Into
The World,
Then That Man’s Life
Has Had Meaning

Fr. Alfred Delp, SJ

‘A Grandfather is someone
with silver in his hair
and gold in his heart’

‘Any man can be a father but it
takes a special person to be a Dad’

My Father Through The Years

When I was 4 years old – ‘My Daddy can do anything’
When I was 5 years old – ‘My Daddy knows a whole lot’
When I was 6 years old – ‘My Dad is smarter than your Dad’
When I was 8 years old – ‘My Dad doesn’t know exactly everything’
When I was 10 years old – ‘In the olden days when my Dad grew up, things were so different’
When I was 12 years old – ‘Oh well, naturally Dad doesn’t know anything about that, he is too old to remember
his childhood’
When I was 14 years old – ‘Don’t pay any attention to my Dad, he is so old fashioned’
When I was 21 years old – ‘Him? He’s hopelessly out of date!’
When I was 25 years old – ‘Dad knows about it but then he should, he’s been around so long.’
When I was 30 years old – ‘Maybe we should ask Dad what he thinks, after all, he’s had alot of experience’
When I was 35 years old – ‘I’m not doing a single thing until I talk to Dad!’
When I was 40 years old – ‘I wonder how Dad would’ve handled it, he was so wise’
When I was 50 years old – ‘I’d give anything if Dad were here now so I could talk this over with him. Too bad I didn’t appreciate how smart he was. I could’ve learned alot from him.’

Author – Ann Landers

Memories of Dad

I will take this special moment
To turn my thoughts to Dad
Thank him for the home he gave
For all the things we had.

We think about the fleeting years
Too quickly, gone for good
It seems like only yesterday
I’d go back if I could.

A time when Dad was always there,
No matter what the weather.
Always strong when things went wrong
He held our lives together.

He strived so hard from day to day
And never once complained.
With steady hands, he worked so hard
And kept the family name.

He taught us that hard work pays off,
You reap just what you sow.
He said that if you tend your crops,
Your field will overflow.

My life has been bountiful
He taught me how to give
In his firm and steadfast way
He taught me how to live.

Dad dwells among the angels now
He left us much too soon
He glides across a golden field
Above the harvest moon.

I see him in the summer rain,
He rides upon the wind
And when my path is beaten down
He picks me up again.

God Took Him To His Loving Home

God saw him getting tired, a cure was not to be.
He wrapped him in his loving arms and whispered ‘Come with me.’
He suffered much in silence, his spirit did not bend.
He faced his pain with courage, until the very end.
He tried so hard to stay with us but his fight was not in vain,
God took him to His loving home and freed him from the pain.

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