Happy Father’s Day Everyone.

I  make  no  apology  for  bringing  this  poem out  again, after all I only  had  one  father  and  this  was  the  first  poem I  wrote  about  him. 

A tribute to my Father  1905 – 1976

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He was a quiet man, he was a helpful caring man.

Handsome in his youth a dashing man,a fighter for rights.

A union man, a fighting for the under dog man, a “I’ll do it if I can man” .

He met my Mum, a wooing man, a handsome flashing eyed Irishman.

A black haired almost wild man, a stand up for what I am man.

A good man to trust your life to and my Mum did,

my Dad. © willowdot21.

He was an out in the open man. What see is what you get man, nothing  hid.

He worked hard he was a family man. A sturdy, bring home the wages man,

A giver, comforter, a lover man. A home maker man some one to carry the can man.

A there until the end man.

He was a stern man, when you had done wrong, though he was a quick to praise man.

A happy to teach you a lessen in a song man. A teacher man,sometimes a preacher man

An always there when it counted man. He was a father of the bride man, and he handed all his daughters away.

He was the man who supported his sons when they became the married men.

He was a support man, and adviser man the lover of lilies of the valley man.

He was reunited with my Mum man when they saw us all gone.

He was a plain man to the end man, not a flourish and bouquet,

Nor a black magic man,an honest to the end man.

He was a deaf man, but he heard what was important man!

At the end, a blind man, in stature a tiny man in truth a giant man.

A truly missed man , a wish you where here man.

He is a gone but not a forgotten man.

Image  of  the  Lilies 

My hubby is a wonderful father to our boys he has helped and supported them all their lives.

Our youngest son is also a brilliant father to both his boys. I am very proud of him. The other two lads are great uncles and I am proud of them too.

My father in law has been dead for over thirty years he was a true up standing and kind man. I have been blessed by the father’s in my life.

Father and Son

Now  you have a son

Your work has  just  begun

You have  a lot  to learn

But  that  should  not  course you concern.

You’ll rush home  from work

To bath him. You will not shirk

Your  duties as a father  that I know

You will delight  in him as you watch  him grow.

Now there will be feeding,  burping and nappies  to change

Pacing  the floor at night, at first  that will be strange.

It may  not  be plain  sailing it  may  not  be  all fun

But  it is  they stuff of life  so make  the most of him my son.