Parents are really special people in children's lives. In fact, for many, even adults, parents are the true heroes of their lives; They are role models and are always there when they are needed.
It is also often said that parents are the first loves of their children or that parents are the ones who raise children, not those who engender them. In any case, parents are unique and nothing can replace them.
These poems for dad They will be used to make a dedication on a birthday, on Father's Day, on an anniversary or simply give him a surprise to show him your love and appreciation.
Dad, you know I like Batman
And Superman is cool too
But I don't really need them
As long as I have you forever.
They asked me something at school
Which hero would I choose
And I said quickly my dad
Because he always takes care of my life.
Dad you know that I adore you
With love and decorum
Because you are worth more than gold
and you are my true treasure.
My dad is the guide of my life
Because it's always there
From Mondays to Sundays
and 365 days
That's why I want to tell you
That you are the man of my life.
One day I'll be big like you
And strong, smart and brave
Dad you are a hero to me
And I always have you on my mind
Happy Father's Day!
I hope you know and do not forget
That my heart is truly happy
Today and every day,
That I have the best dad.
You have given me everything
And the best that you could
That's why i want you
the happiest Father's Day.
I love my great father
tell him well how much it is worth
and the emotion leaves me
like a big downpour.
A noble man, accurate,
and really strong is,
because in his soul there is no old age,
but great energy,
you are my strength,
example and guide in honesty.
Hand in hand with dad
I'm safe walking,
I look at it and I'm thinking
the joy that he gives me.
Hand in hand with dad
everything bad gets smaller,
and if something gets complicated,
he smiles and that's it!
Hand in hand with dad
nobody messes with me;
he's my guard, he's my friend,
my unconditional love.
When I grow up I want to be a dad,
a strong hero, no cape,
to whom nothing escapes,
and that is really wise.
There is nothing that he does not know,
everything I ask you
answer it in a second
removing the doubts you have.
He is a builder, in addition,
repair everything you see,
for that and more is that:
When I grow up I want to be a dad.
A time machine
I would like to invent
in order to lengthen the days
and that I can see you more.
A machine that adds
five hours in the afternoon,
to go to the park together
and play on the slide.
Can you imagine, father,
let there be such an invention?,
I would be very happy
with five more hours.
A time machine,
a love machine
so that parents and children
enjoy your role.
On your shoulders I am taller,
a mighty giant,
and if I growl like a bear,
ma gets scared and jumps.
On your shoulders I see the sky
closer and it's great,
I see the splendorous sun
shine and ride your flight.
On your shoulders there is no fear,
nothing can reach me there,
don't stop getting up
with your strength and with your love.
On your shoulders we are one,
father and son before life,
I take care of you, you take care of me,
and I'm not afraid of any evil.
I see you in the front, sitting,
Sundays in the afternoon,
with a lost look
and the tired body.
I see you there and I have noticed
a sadness in your eyes,
and I know it's because of us,
do you want more time by our side.
I want you to know, father,
that although I miss you in the day,
seeing you at night gives me joy,
it doesn't matter if it's a little while.
And you don't have to explain to me
which is for work, I understand,
I love you father, I love you immensely,
thanks for everything you give us.
A song to dad
I want to write, make it cute,
a song that describes
the love that he gives us.
Tell how he works,
how he makes the food,
also how he cares for us
of all the bad things.
A song that makes you happy,
have soccer, baseball,
that causes emotion
because he deserves it.
A song that tells you
to the whole world, to the moon,
that we love you sweetly,
beautiful father, now and forever.
It is customary to thank
because of how good mom is,
and she's good, it's true,
but dad is too.
Daddy, I celebrate your life,
your effort, your intelligence,
I appreciate the patience
that you have me day by day.
And it is that I owe you so much,
and you are always there,
attentive and ready for me
in joy and in tears.
I only ask heaven today,
to Diosito, to the saints,
that they take away your losses,
that you are happy, I want that.
My father is dad and mom
because mommy left
with Diosito that time
and in heaven she is now.
It wasn't easy, it's true,
but daddy yes it has been
strong and very good to me,
helps me, takes care of me, bathes me,
if I misbehave, scold,
but he does it for my good,
he loves me one hundred percent
and to my mommy he promised
that he would give me the best,
would take me by the hand
to the last rung
of all my education.
You do your role very well,
daddy, protector and friend,
and mommy upstairs is a witness
of your delivery, honey love.
I get up and I don't see you,
Mommy says "I know it was",
"For work, I already know",
I say and spend the whole day.
In the evening, at nine,
you arrive later, very tired,
you go, you carry me in your arms
and you tell me that you love me.
And so you spend Monday, Tuesday,
Wednesday Thursday Friday,
Saturdays are louder,
and Sunday: to recharge.
I ask God soon you can
rest more at ease,
thank you father fair man,
for your effort, for your dedication.
My father was very good: he gave me his joy
naive; his irony
kind: his smiling and gentle candor.
Great offering yours! but you, my mother,
you gave me the gift of your soft pain.
You put the sick tenderness in my soul,
the nervous and tireless longing to love;
the hidden desire to believe; Sweetness
to feel the beauty of life, and dream.
Of the fertile kiss that two beings gave each other
-the joyful and the sad - in an hour of love,
my inharmonious soul was born; but you mother are
who has given me the secret of inner peace.
At the mercy of the winds, like a broken boat
goes, suffering, the spirit; desperate no.
The cheerful placidity little by little is exhausted;
more about the smile that the father gave me, it sprouts
from my eyes the tear that the mother gave me.
With dedication, with patience,
with limits and demands
you were a mold in my growing up.
You educated me with affection,
and in my innocence as a child
you helped me learn.
Your teaching pillars
they gave me confidence
of good education.
Respect you taught me,
with love you built,
Giving the heart!
Building a good future,
with your thinking so sure
for good education.
Noble of soul and so honored
you have always educated me well
With perseverance and determination!
Your values and ideals
crossed the thresholds
And they are in my heart!
Thank you, father, for pampering me,
for taking care of me and educating me,
for giving me so much love!
I thank God for being my father.
For your reproaches and advice.
For the good that you taught me
and you always took care of me.
For being a caring father,
full of peace and wisdom.
Because you love the truth.
Justice and righteousness overmuch.
For being my beloved father
and teach me charity.
Noble feelings cover you.
You don't know evil.
Noble and sparing knight,
you taught me to fight.
Always aiming for the highest
and not give up on my dreams.
Abhors all evil.
For your heavenly values.
For guiding me by the hand
on paths full of flowers.
Father you are my hero.
You are the base on which I stand.
When I think of you,
I do it with a lot of love
and sincere appreciation.
You make me feel protected;
I shield myself in your care.
He has always been my great friend; and father,
when I need you you are always there ...
How many kisses would i have
what have I given you,
that they were worth what only one of yours.
How many caresses,
that could look alike
to the tenderness of only one of yours.
How many things did I hear
before your words,
the most valuable words in the world.
Forgive me father
Forgive me for my arrogance as a son.
Forgive me for haggling you
some hug.
Excuse me
for not seeing in time,
that the purest love
from this world
only you would give it to me.
Now that your years have become so small
I can take you in the bowl of my hand,
hand-shelter, hand-nest that collects
your rhythm already tired.
And I count your father-little heartbeats now
as I was small and also longed to fit
in the fist of your hand.
I call you and I can't unlink your memory
of the tree, of the branch, of the fire,
of my first word, of the witch and the fairy.
Your height then was full
the door of my bedroom and my soul.
But when you're already tired
and your flesh and your nerves shrink,
but your heart grows, I hardly need to talk to you
but feel you, yeah, just feel you
to get where your yearning is born,
where Penelope weaves the memory.
Cause you and I are made of memories
and we were both attached to the same warm cord
umbilical of my mother.
And we are dream keepers,
constant watchmen of the past,
we are the sentinels of other days,
the echo pickers,
the nostalgia hunters.
Everything we have was born in the same house
in the heat of the same blankets
on the same table
where you with your father's hand
you gave us all the wine, the bread
and the clear water.
How many things need to be said
before it is too late
I hear so many people suffer from the memory, from the moment
not wanting to admit, accept the irreparable
wailing, screaming, pain,
without even listening to each other, that's why today I want to write,
write for my father
I have it here today,
and repair the irreparable ...
I always think of you,
my unforgettable old man
and today I tell you I love you,
Thanks for being my father…
The memories of when I was a girl,
of when I saw you giant!!
and today that I am an adult
I see you even bigger,
that's why today I tell you ...
I love you father ... before it is
too late!!!
My adored old man
you know how much I love you
remembering the past
I will write you what I feel.
When I was a child you invented
cute stories and poems
there was always a new topic
the tales were fairy
of kings and princesses
and you also recited us
beautiful verses of your childhood
and some of Juan de Dios Peza.
Today I come to thank you
for everything you gave us
for childhood gifts
and how much you loved us.
I, of my four brothers,
I am the one who knows you best
the one that most resembles you
and two thanks to God
for how well we do not carry.
I don't tell you often
not as much as I would like
but I hope you know
how much I love you
and that you are the best father
from all over the whole world.
You will teach how to fly,
but they won't fly your flight.
You will teach to dream,
but they won't dream your dream.
You will teach how to live,
but they won't live your life.
However…
on every flight,
in every life,
in every dream,
the trace will always remain
of the path taught.
When your father comes ...
Useless threat, you will keep playing,
and you will break the glass, if you want the ball,
and you will do your homework wrong, if it goes up through your mind,
airy and unfolded, your dream on a keg.
When your father comes ...
But your father understands,
and he will hear the charges pretending to be angry,
until you walk away.
Afterwards, he will say in a low voice,
that just like this one of yours, her childhood was naughty.
And in lying rest, he will retrace blissfully
the narrowed eyes, the days of "rabona",
the games on the roof, the face of the mother
and that father so man who left them early.
And he will suddenly feel the terror of losing you,
or that you lose it, and it will look for your steps,
and it will go with your memory climbing
to the far branch of that tree,
foliage, like then,
refuge from that fear of birds' soil.
When your father comes ...
and who comes is a boy asleep in man,
that instead of reprimanding you, he softens longing.
Daddy, daddy let me say
I love you in every way
I love yoy for all you do
I love you for being you
Daddy daddy let me say
Have a happy father's day!
My daddy is so special,
He's brave and strong
and smart
That is why I love him so
With all my heart.
Have a happy father's day!
D is for the days we've spent together,
A is for the awesome things you do,
D is for your decency and kindness
Dad, I am so glad that I have you!
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