Our Encouragers
Poet: Catherine PulsiferIn the symphony of family embrace,
Dads hold a melody, full of grace.
They're the maestros of encouragement,
Guiding us with unwavering intent.
With words of wisdom, they inspire,
Fanning the flames of our deepest desire.
In their presence, doubts dissipate,
As they teach us to conquer and create.
They're the compass in life's unknown,
Leading us with love, never alone.
Through their strength, we find our own,
Unleashing talents we've never shown.
Dads are the coaches on life's field,
Nurturing dreams, refusing to yield.
Cheering us on with every stride,
Their belief in us becomes our guide.
So let's celebrate dads, they are our teachers too,
For the lessons they impart, both old and new.
In the family's tapestry, they hold a role,
Our best encouragers, shaping our soul.
My Role Model
Poet: Byron PulsiferDear Dad, with heartfelt words I say,
You've shown me how to find my way.
Your love and guidance, strong and true,
I'm grateful for the role model in you.
The way you've cared, the way you've shown,
Has shaped the person I've become, known.
In your footsteps, I hope to stride,
With strength and love by my child's side.
With every hug and every smile,
You've made life's journey worthwhile.
Thank you, Dad, for all you do,
For being the example, kind and true.
As I grow and take on this role,
I'll strive to mirror your heart and soul.
For you, Dad, are the measure of love,
A blessing bestowed from high above.
Poems for Dad on Father's Day:
Fathers Day Poems
Funny Fathers Day Poems
Fathers Day Poems From Daughter
Father Son Poems
To Dad
Poet: Mrs. Fred C. WilbanksI'm glad that you're the sort of Dad
That has always understood
The "whys" and "wherefores" of my acts
Whether bad or good.
I like your sense of humor
Your quick and ready wit;
Of the sunny side of living-
You've not lost sight of it.
And though advancing now in years
In heart you're still quite young.
For you can think within the realms
Of youth's own modern tongue.
I love you for so many things,
You've been a pal and brother,
But most of all, I love you for
You wooed and married Mother!
Fathers Day Poems From Daughter
A Steadfast Figure, My Dad
Poet: Catherine PulsiferIn a world of shifting sands, where chaos may arise,
There stands a steadfast figure, a beacon 'neath the skies.
A father, strong and noble, with faith as solid ground,
A reflection of God's love, in whom blessings abound.
With gentle strength and wisdom, he guides us on our way,
A shepherd to his flock, leading day by day.
He walks in Christ's example, with grace and kindness true,
A living testament of God's love shining through.
Through trials and through triumphs, he stands firm and unafraid,
Trusting in the Lord's provision, his heart and soul displayed.
In every laugh, in every tear, he's there to lend a hand,
A rock of constant presence, a pillar strong and grand.
He nurtures and he cherishes, his love knows no demise,
A reflection of the Father's love, that stretches to the skies.
So, let us honor Dads, in a world that often forgets,
For they show God's love and grace, in the way their love begets.
To all the Dads who follow Christ, we raise our voice in praise,
May God's abundant blessings guide them all their days.
For they are gifts from heaven, in our lives they play a part,
May their souls be filled with joy, forever in their heart.
Special Occasions Poems for Dad:
Birthday Poems for Dad
Heartfelt Valentine Poems and Messages for Dad
When Dad Takes Me
Poet: Douglas MallochMy dad sometimes some little trip
Takes me along — and, my, it's fun!
He puts my (you know) in his grip,
A suit (not this, my Sunday one),
And other things that Mother, too,
Says I will need. (I never do.)
I'd always rather go with dad
Than go with her. (Oh, goodness me,
Of course I love her, course I'm glad
That she's my mother — as can be.)
But when my mother lets me go
With dad! — well, lots of things, you know.
For instance, Father doesn’t scrub
Me night and day and all the time.
My mother keeps me in a tub
And says it really is a crime
How dirty children (me she means)
Can get, no matter how one cleans.
But Father, huh, he doesn’t care,
Ask “How’s your neck?” or “How’s your ears?”
Or worry what you have to wear,
Or if a button disappears,
Dad doesn’t watch you day and night
And say you simply are a fright.
Then we get home. “Just see that child,”
My mother says, “as black as ink!
I knew you’d leave him running wild.
My goodness, what will people think!
You’ll never take — my, my, these men ! —
That boy, with my consent, again.”
A Man
(To My Father)Poet: Mrs. Fred C. Wilbanks
Often, when I would sit, a dreamy, straight-haired child,
A book held gaping on my knee,
Watering a sterile romance with my thoughts,
You would come bounding to the curb
And startle me to life.
You sat so straight upon your vibrant horse -
That lovely horse, all silken fire and angry grace -
And yet you seemed so merged in him,
So like! At least my thoughts
Gave you a measure of that wildness.
And oh, for many years you seemed to me
Something to marvel at and yet to fear.
But now I know that you resemble most
That growth in nature that you most revere.
You are so like, so very like, a tree -
Grown straight and strong and beautiful,
With many leaves.
The years but add in richness to your boughs,
You make a noble pattern on the sky.
About your rugged trunk
Vines creep and lichens cling,
And children play at tag.
Upon your branches some will hang their load
And rest and cool while you must brave the sun.
But you put forth new life with every year,
And tower nearer to the clouds
And never bend or grow awry.
Father Quotes
I Like Dad
By Ida Tyson WagnerI like Dad! He helps me do the keenest things,
Like flying kites each spring, making boats and swings.
Besides he knows so much about the wind, the sea,
Why leaves turn red — most everything it seems to me.
And sometimes out in fields, where slender grasses grow,
He talks to me of God and things a boy should know,
Helps folks in need, is always kind to everyone.
No wonder I like Dad and try my best to do
The kind of things I know dear Dad would want me
A Father’s Faithful Guide
Poet: Catherine PulsiferWith hands that pray and a heart so true,
A dad who walks where Christ leads him through.
In every word, in every deed,
He plants the seeds of faith we need.
Through trials faced, he trusts God’s plan,
A steady, faithful, humble man.
Teaching us to kneel and pray,
Guiding us to God each day.
His love reflects the Savior’s grace,
A shining light in life’s tough race.
Thank you, Dad, for leading strong,
In faith and love, where we belong.
Daddy
Poet: Robert FreemanIt's good to take the dusty road
With daddy,
To shoulder my share of a camper’s load
Like daddy;
Flee for a night all coddling care,
The dreads and the dangers of darkness share,
With the stars in my eyes and the dew in my hair -
And daddy.
It’s fun to sit by the crackling fire
With daddy,
While the flames leap high and the sparks mount higher
For daddy;
To break for once the home food ban -
Eat with my fingers out of a pan
And chatter along as man to man
With daddy.
It’s great to stretch on a sweet pine bed
By daddy,
To vision the trails that lie ahead
With daddy;
Gaze for a while at the spangled sky,
Sleepily smile to the man close by
And yield to Nature’s lullaby
With daddy.
Then the dawn - the dawn - and the dusty way
With daddy!
Another vagabondish day
With daddy;
No call has he, no cares annoy;
He’s all my own, and mine the joy
Of finding the very heart of a boy
In daddy.
Fathers Day Inspirational Poems
Your Dad
Poet: Strickland GillilanYou know your dad as a big, big man;
A marvelous being that's most like God -
A being built on a splendid plan;
Who holds the world at his beck and nod.
The happiest dream you ever dream
Is to be like him when you've older grown.
And you love to swagger and strut, and seem
To wield his power as though your own.
I know your dad as a big, big boy -
A lovable fellow who clearly knows
How shallow the gold 'neath his soul's alloy,
And who prays: "As my manikin older grows
May he be wiser than I have been -
This lad of mine that I love so well!"
For he loves you, son, as he can't begin
In a million of lives like this, to tell.
You know your dad, and I know him too.
He needs to be known as both of us know.
The worship that comes from the heart of you
Makes all that is best in him glow and grow.
This knowledge of mine, as men know men,
That allows for failings we all deplore,
Will encourage him always to try again
That he may deserve your worship, more.
More Poems for Dad:
Step Dad Poems
What Is A Dad Poem
My Hero
Poet: Catherine PulsiferHeros in our life
Are people who bring no strife
They are dependable
And honorable.
They offer support
And are always a good sport
Full of encouragement, and wisdom too
They bring a smile when we are blue.
Dad in my life a hero you are
No matter where I go, you are not far
Thank you for always being there
And thank you for your care.
I can never repay all that you have done
There is no better Dad than you, no none
May I be a Dad like you
I love you and all you do!
Celebrate Dads
Poet: Catherine PulsiferIn the month of June, we gather near,
To honor and celebrate Dads we hold dear.
Their love and guidance, a beacon so bright,
With hearts beaming, we celebrate this special night.
Oh, how the anticipation fills the air,
A day dedicated to show them how much we care.
Excitement abounds in each child's eyes,
As they plan surprises and heartfelt ties.
His Dad
Poet: E. A. BrinsteadMy dad, he makes the slickest kite
That ever was, by jing!
Why, it will sail clean out of sight.
When I let out the string.
The other kids they come to me
To get kite pointers now;
An' they're as glad as they can be
That my dad knows just how.
My dad kin take two wheels an' make
A coaster that is fine;
The other kids all want to take
Their pattern now from mine;
An' when we all slide down a hill,
Why, I kin pass by each
As though they all was standin' stilll
Say, ain't my dad a peach?
My dad kin make a bow that sends
A arrow high!
You oughter see it when it bends
An' watch that arrow fly!
An' now, why, every kid you see
Tries hard to make a bow
As good as what dad made fer me,
But they can't do it, though!
There's nothin' much my dad can't do
If he makes up his mind;
An' he is mighty chummy, too,
One of the bully kind,
Some dads would yell, "Oh, go and play;
I'm busy as kin be!"
But my dad, he ain't built that way,
Not on your life, by gee!
