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How is it I have three dads Yet I feel one sided I'm a great daughter Or at least I thought Is it that impossible To love a girl that is lost I've tried everything I could
Celebrating my second and seventeenth birthday, and those in between, all I could think of was my pale green eyes meeting that of yours, aquamarine. Father-daughter dances, full of stumbly shuffles, and my feet on yoursWe chanted all the words to
My first breath of air, I never knew I would take
There stand some marks upon her arm, Voluntary strikes in black and blue, Words that comfort, words that declare In simple script, “Because I love you.”
Date: 17/06/016 Inspired by: My Daddies (All of them) – Father’s day: 19/06/2016 Jerry Pretorius
Like a child, I will believe every word you say no matter how ridiculous it may sound. And every time someone tries to convince me otherwise I will interupt them with "but my Daddy said..."
One. Dear Father Yes, yes Father technically specifically this is a girl’s bracelet, this piece of jewelry leather with gold that I wear on my wrist with hard won pride
Years of your physical presence
Nothing means more to me than my life, Nothing means more to me than my family, Nothing means more to me than my sister, Nothing means more to me than my parents, Nothing means more to me than my father,
November 26, 2006 was the last day I got to see my father alive. How does a son suppose to cope not seeing his father around? Reality punched me in my face when I saw your casket put underground. I can feel that inevitable lump in my throat.