Come with me then, my son;
Thine eyes are wide for truth:
And I will give thee memories,
And thou shalt give me youth.
The lake laps in silver,
The streamlet leaps her length:
And I will give thee wisdom,
And thou shalt give me strength.
The mist is on the moorland,
The rain roughs the reed:
And I will give thee patience,
And thou shalt give me speed.
When lightnings lash the skyline
Then thou shalt learn thy part:
And when the heav'ns are direst,
For thee to give me heart.
Forthrightness I will teach thee;
The vision and the scope;
To hold the hand of honour:-
And thou shalt give me hope;
And when the heav'ns are deepest
And stars most bright above;
May God then teach thee duty;
And thou shalt teach me love.
Sir Ronald Ross
To Her Father with Some Verses
Most truly honoured, and as truly dear,
If worth in me or ought I do appear,
Who can of right better demand the same
Than may your worthy self from whom it came?
The principal might yield a greater sum,
Yet handled ill, amounts but to this crumb;
My stock's so small I know not how to pay,
My bond remains in force unto this day;
Yet for part payment take this simple mite,
Where nothing's to be had, kings loose their right.
Such is my debt I may not say forgive,
But as I can, I'll pay it while I live;
Such is my bond, none can discharge but I,
Yet paying is not paid until I die.
When I was just a tiny kid,
Do you remember when,
It seems like only yesterday,
You wiped away my tears,
And late at night I called your name,
To chase away my fears.
Though time has changed your handsome grip,
Your hair is snowy white,
You gait's a little slower now,
Thick glasses help your sight.
Oh, do I thirst for years gone by,
To be that growing lad,
Re-living all of the memories,
Of growing with my dad.
Fathers Can Be Solitary Mountains
Fathers can be solitary mountains,
All their love rock-like, steep, and strong.
Though warm and caring, somehow they belong
Halfway home to mothers' bubbling fountains.
Each of us needs love that knows no quarter,
Reminding us of bonds that cross a border,
Strengthening our sense of right and wrong.
BY EDGAR ALBERT GUEST
Grandfathers Are Fathers Who Are Grand
Grandfathers are fathers who are grand,
Restoring the sense that our most precious things
Are those that do not change much over time.
No love of childhood is more sublime,
Demanding little, giving on demand,
Far more inclined than most to grant the wings
Allowing us to reach enchanted lands.
Though grandfathers must serve as second fathers,
Helping out with young and restless hearts,
Each has all the patience wisdom brings,
Remembering our passions more than others,
Soothing us with old and well-honed arts.
Daddy, I Love You
Daddy, I love you
For all that you do.
I'll kiss you and hug you
'Cause you love me, too.
You feed me and need me
To teach you to play,
So smile 'cause I love you
On this Father's Day.
You Mean So Much To Me
How can I ever tell you what how much you mean to me?
When you are around the grass always seems to be green.
You lighten up my day with your smile that is so bright,
Thanks to you we might not even require the stars at night.
Cause the stars are right there into your eyes,
Mom fell in love with them, is definitely no surprise.
You are the most handsome man I have ever met,
With a heart just as amazing, Daddy you are so perfect.
My father knows the proper way
The nation should be run;
He tells us children every day
Just what should now be done.
He knows the way to fix the trusts,
He has a simple plan;
But if the furnace needs repairs,
We have to hire a man.
My father, in a day or two
Could land big thieves in jail;
There's nothing that he cannot do,
He knows no word like 'fail.'
'Our confidence' he would restore,
Of that there is no doubt;
But if there is a chair to mend,
We have to send it out.
All public questions that arise,
He settles on the spot;
He waits not till the tumult dies,
But grabs it while it's hot.
In matters of finance he can
Tell Congress what to do;
But, O, he finds it hard to meet
His bills as they fall due.
It almost makes him sick to read
The things law-makers say;
Why, father's just the man they need,
He never goes astray.
All wars he'd very quickly end,
As fast as I can write it;
But when a neighbor starts a fuss,
'Tis mother has to fight it.
In conversation father can
Do many wondrous things;
He's built upon a wiser plan
Than presidents or kings.
He knows the ins and outs of each
And every deep transaction;
We look to him for theories,
But look to ma for action.
Edgar A. Guest
Thanks For Believing In Me
Thank you Dad for believing in me,
Thank you for taking my side,
Through all the ups and downs of life,
And every bumpy ride!
Dad In a Million
When God was making Fathers
As far as I can see,
He spent a lot of time on one
And saved that one for me.
He made a perfect gentleman
Compassionate and kind,
with more patience and affection
Than you could hope to find.
He gave this special person
A heart of solid gold,
and after God has finished
He must have broken the mould.
This little card is filled with all my love!
It's meant to go into your wallet, and act like a hug!
Whenever you notice it, as you go through your day,
remember that I love you,
and for you I always pray!
When you hold it in your hand, and see my little heart,
please know that my love for you will never part!
Daddy, I Love You
You've been there for me all my life,
And loved me through both joy and strife,
So with gratitude I'd like to say,
Have a Happy Father's Day!
We love to wear your shoes Daddy,
As you can clearly see.
Pretending we’re as big as you,
For soon that day will be.
We hope to be like you someday,
Strong, Patient, full of love.
You’re the greatest Dad on earth,
With quite the shoes to fill.
A Father means
A Father means so many things...
An understanding heart,
A source of strength and support
right from the very start.
A constant readiness to help
In a kind and thoughtful way.
With encouragement and forgiveness,
No matter what comes your way.
A special generosity and always affection, too.
A father means so many things
when he's a man like you....
My life would have been a waste
My life would have been a waste,
All joys would have been without taste,
Delight and prosperity, I owe you all…
Today I am grateful to you for all…
Your chidings and affections,
Your mentoring and directions,
Your discipline and motivation,
Your support and inspiration…
You mean world to me dear dad!
I love you, look up to you dear dad!
You never said I'm leaving
You never said goodbye
You were gone before I knew it,
And only God knew why
A million times I needed you,
A million times I cried
If Love alone could have saved you,
You never would have died
In Life I loved you dearly
In death I love you still
In my heart you hold a place,
That no one could ever fill
It broke my heart to lose you,
But you didn't go alone
For part of me went with you,
The day God took you home.
Only a Dad
Only a dad, with a tired face,
Coming home from the daily race,
Bringing little of gold or fame,
To show how well he has played the game,
But glad in his heart that his own rejoice
To see him come, and to hear his voice.
Only a dad, with a brood of four,
One of ten million men or more.
Plodding along in the daily strife,
Bearing the whips and the scorns of life,
With never a whimper of pain or hate,
For the sake of those who at home await.
Only a dad, neither rich nor proud,
Merely one of the surging crowd
Toiling, striving from day to day,
Facing whatever may come his way,
Silent, whenever the harsh condemn,
And bearing it all for the love of them.
Only a dad, but he gives his all
To smooth the way for his children small,
Doing, with courage stern and grim,
The deeds that his father did for him.
This is the line that for him I pen,
Only a dad, but the best of men.
Daddy's Little Girl
You're the end of my rainbow, my pot of gold.
You're Daddy's little girl, to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are.
You're Mommy's bright and shining star.
You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree.
You're the Easter Bunny to Mommy and me.
You're sugar, you're spice,
You're everything nice,
And you're Daddy's little girl.
What is a Dad?
A dad is someone who
Wants to catch you before you fall
But instead picks you up,
Brushes you off,
And lets you try again.
A dad is someone who
Wants to keep you from making mistakes
But instead lets you find your own way,
Even though his hearts breaks in silence
When you get hurt.
A dad is someone who
Holds you when you cry,
Scolds you when you break the rules,
Shines with pride when you succeed, and
Has faith in you even when you fail.
My first boyfriend
My first boyfriend,
My first hero
My father's shoulder where fear is zero
My first bicyle ride
with you running by my side
with your muscles that strong
I still believe you are young
is the time I should be telling
"I will love you forever dad"
And forever is just the beginning
Dad you are always loving and kind
A Dad who is loving and kind
always knows what's there in your mind
He listens, suggests and defends.
and can be one of our best friends
He feel proud of your achievements
but when things go wrong
A Dad is helpful and strong
Thank you dad
for your shoulder to cry on when I am sad
Thanks for listening ,caring and sharing
Happy Father's Day,dear Dad
Did I ever say thanks
Did I ever say thanks
for all the toys you mended,
games we played,
outings to the park,
and the way you
always tried to cheer
me when I was down?
Did I ever say thanks for
the sacrifices you made
so I could be involved
in so many enriching
Did I ever say thanks for
working so hard
to provide for our family?
Did I ever say thanks
for having such faith in me
and always being there
when I needed you?
Most of all,
Did I ever say thanks for caring?
DAD, I LOVE YOU
You got it from your father
It was all he had to give.
So it's yours to use and cherish
For as long as you may live.
If you lost the watch he gave you
It can always be replaced;
But a black mark on your name
Can never be erased.
It was clean the day you took it
And a worthy name to bear.
When he got it from his father
There was no dishonor there.
So make sure you guard it wisely
After all is said and done.
You'll be glad the name is spotless
When you give it to your son.
A Father Is . . .
A father is a source of strength,
A teacher and a guide,
The one his family looks up to
With loving trust and pride...
A father is a helper
With a willing hand to lend,
A partner, an adviser,
And the finest kind of friend.
Fathers are wonderful people,
too little understood,
And we do not sing their praises
as often as we should,
For Father struggles daily
to live up to his image
As protector and provider
and hero of the scrimmage,
And perhaps that is the reason
we sometimes get the notion
That fathers are not subject
to the thing we call emotion.
But if you look inside Dad's heart,
where no one else can see,
You'll find he's sentimental
and soft as he can be.
Fathers are just wonderful
in a million different ways,
And they merit loving compliments
and accolades of praise,
For the only reason Dad aspires
to fortune and success
Is to make the family proud of him
and bring them happiness,
And like our heavenly Father,
he's a guardian and a guide,
Someone we can count on
to be always on our side.
"Walk a little slower daddy," said a child so small.
"I'm following in your footsteps
and I don't want to fall.
Sometimes your steps are very fast,
Sometimes they're hard to see;
So walk a little slower, Daddy,
For you are leading me.
Someday when I'm all grown up,
You're what I want to be;
Then I will have a little child
Who'll want to follow me.
And I would want to lead just right,
And know that I was true;
So, walk a little slower, Daddy,
For I must follow you."
What Makes a Dad
God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so, He called it ... Dad
A Little Girl Needs Daddy
A little girl needs Daddy
For many, many things:
Like holding her high off the ground
Where the sunlight sings!
Like being the deep music
That tells her all is right
When she awakens frantic with
The terrors of the night.
Like being the great mountain
That rises in her heart
And shows her how she might get home
When all else falls apart.
Like giving her the love
That is her sea and air,
So diving deep or soaring high
She'll always find him there.
To My Dad on His Day
To my dad on his day,
Of whom I am a living will:
May your happiness fulfill
Your goodness, as is just and right.
Deeds are seeds upon the night
As wind and wonder have their way,
Delivering the destined light.
When all the children have grown and gone,
Which memories of Father will linger on?
Will it be the times he dried their tears,
Held them close and calmed their fears?
The way he always found the time
To read their favorite nursery rhyme,
Over and over, time and time again,
Until they knew it, beginning to end.
The sleepless nights with an ailing child,
Father stays there all the while,
Ministering love with healing hands,
Spinning tales of faraway lands.
What memories will follow them as they go?
All of these, and more I know.
But most important, can they say, "I had a Father who loved to pra
Be Kind To Thy Father
Be kind to thy father,
for when thou wert young,
Who loved thee so fondly as he?
He caught the first accents that
fell from thy tongue,
And joined in thy innocent glee.