My FatherA Poem by WriterSki7 A poem I wrote to my dad after a heated arguement. Doubt this crap's worth reading but might as well put it up on Writerscafe since everybody seems to like the stuff so much . . .
A man of esteem, a man on the rise. A man of hope, and of sacrifice. A man of relationships, a man of love. A man of heart and a man of devotion. A Righteous man, albeit a man with fault. A man who understands, and a man who talks. A man of the future, yet a man of the past. A man of great courage, yet a man I call Dad. We don’t see eye to eye, we hardly get along. Yet with every sun rise, he welcomes me into his home. A man of deserving pride, a man of great stature. A man of service, and a man who tries. A man of the Ages, yet a man I call Dad. I know we hardly get along I know we often disagree But with every sunrise, I know He’s a man who loves me.
© 2010 WriterSki7Author's Note
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