My Father

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.

 

Author's Note

~_~ Just another dose of emotional crap. I only care about reveiws when people read my books. I don't give a damn what you say about my poetry*

Updated. I cannot stand gramatical errors on so small a piece.

Reviews

[Dupree]

you may not care what people say about your poetry but this is a great piece. you should be proud of it

[GoodIntentiionz]

Nice note, it was the perfect loving touch right after I read the poem :P

But, yeah, I thought you did well. Now, with the style you wrote it in, I suspected the flow to be PERFECT. Well... it's not (And if you read some of my stuff, you'd see I'M not perfect either, so who am I to say anything?)
Anyways, it was nice. Good job.

[shoelace]

aaawwwwww this is soooooo sweet. its so true about everyones dad and i love how u were able to put that in writing. very good poetry, it touched my heart.