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For every swing of that old broken oar, Once, twice, sometimes thrice but never more, For every time your hand, belt or that paddle flew, Is a time for which I thank you. Each word that may have fallen harsh on my ears, Is a word that has softened my heart through the years. For Each callous developed on my stubborn behind, Is a soft, tender place in my heart and mind. Each little instant of punishment earned, Is another day I have lived and learned, To love you and be glad, That I am blessed to call you \"Dad\". And for each and every moment spent grounded, For each and every piece of advice into my hard head you pounded, For e

Daddy. I waited for you, Near the door. To hear your stories, New and old. You helped me walk, Now you're regretting teaching me to talk. We used to do everything together, From tea parties to jungle adventures. Now all we do is fight, I'm always wrong you're always right. I rebel towards you, Every night. Even though I fuss about, This is my way to get my feelings out. Even though we argue, I love you anyway.

A Dad is a special angel That God sends from above To teach his children right from wrong And shower them with love God sent you to me On a cold October day To love me and to guide me In each and every way Years and years have passed And our bond remains the same I'll love you 'til forever And I'll never skip a day I love you more than anything In this entire world So thank you Dad, for everything Love, your baby girl

Dear Dad… I’m sorry I’m not perfect To say the very least I’m sorry that I’m crying And wish to be deceased I’m sorry that I lie This illness makes me so I’m sorry to be me Tossing to and fro I have these silly thoughts Deep inside my head Can make a perfect angel Be something I would dread Please know that I Love You Whatever I may say And though I seem to give up I’m fighting every day I’m sorry that I fail Every option comes along I’m sorry that I think The thoughts that may be wrong I’m sorry I cause pain To all the family I’m sorry that I’m selfish C

Laughter, The sound I hear as her Father pushes her in a swing. They're so happy together. Happiness, The look in his eyes as he walks his daughter Down the aisle on her wedding day. Sadness, The feeling I feel as I watch these things So eager to be able to do them with you again, Or to be able to experience them for the first time. You will never be able to push me on a swing, You will never be able to walk me down the aisle, But you're still there for me through everything Like you always have been, and to me, That is all I need. It's everything. I love you Daddy.

Here’s a poem for a husband, a docter, a dad, Who puts food on the table and rarely gets mad. He loves us so much, even when we are bad, Those are just a few reasons why I love my dad. Another one is he’s the best dad ever made, Our love back and forth is never to fade, He must be away, so that he will be paid, But, today just stay home with a glass of lemonade