D is for Dad, D is for Deed

Dedicated to my Step Father on his Birthday...

 

A father is not just blood related;

Neither is he just a family delegate;

A father is defined by his many deeds;

His work for a boy who had so many needs.

 

While there be many who might well dispute;

That a dad, is a dad only by his paternal root;

They have never walked in a certain boy’s shoes;

Says I, sternly of their very narrow views.

 

Recalling affections shown through his effort;

Discipline and teaching he did exhort;

School projects and campouts never failing;

His patience in my driving ever prevailing.

 

Through thick and thin he ensured success;

In a boy who to many seemed so useless;

And now I, a fully grown man this day;

With heartfelt thanks, my gratitude I convey.

 

Giving proof that my lessons I did not spurn;

To my son I grant years of wisdom learned;

So from your hands the message was received;

The generations remember your work achieved.

 

TBailey 7 July 2008

 

Author's Note

A simple poem for someone who took care of me through the years. Not intended to be a masterpiece...only an expression from the heart.

Reviews

[Nicholas Hallows]

And heartfelt it is. Very well written too.
It is so true that what makes a 'dad' is so much more than just a blood link. It is his deeds that truly makes him a dad. You expressed it just right. The perfect amount of emotion without seeming corny.
One thing... 'thru'... don't know if it was intentional or not but I would use 'through'. I am just picky like that. Doesn't in anyway take away from the overall excellent poem.
Very nicely done!

[Constance]

Well, this expression from the heart is a beautiful work of art as well. This reminds me of that Country song (I dont' like Country music, so if I remember one, it was a good one, that had poetic power) about the man being "The Dad He Didn't Have to Be". I was raised solely by my father. My daughter's father left us in a night of violence. But now, I've found that man who I truly believe will be the dad he doesnt' have to be. The love between himself and I definitely extends to my daughter as well. Your mother was lucky, as were you, to be blessed by a good man. I am finding that there aren't many, and I'm certainly holding on to that one I've found.
Excellent piece of writing from the heart of you. It's a big heart, isn't it? It sure seems to hold alot. :)