Pages tagged with Father

There are irresponsible drivers out there. A nanny was driving a bus and was irresponsible for being a bad driver

Sometimes the very thing that hurt us most can turn out for our good .... as it did for me ...

Many people still do not know who the two most important persons are. Are these people better than the animals?

An out of the line off beat poem to cheer up those whose fathers are in heaven

Ever wish you could go back and say the things you needed to say when someone was alive? Here are my thought to my departed father, and my regrets at thing left unsaid.

Despite the hardships of the time, my father who was born in 1879 lived to the ripe old age of 95 years. This is a tribute to my greatest teacher and the most remarkably man I have ever met - My Dad.

My Dad taught me how to grow a flower, how to watch a horse race and how to treat others. As we celebrate Father's Day weekend, let's pause to remember how much our fathers taught us.

Some memories come and go; but others stay forever, such as my father's last days

My father is my friend, philosopher and guide. He has always been there for me and helped me along in my journey through life. Even though he is not here today, he is there with me always in my heart.

An unplanned trip leads to an accident that will leave a mental scar on a young boy for life. When there is a child or children around,you must make sure all items of endangerment is properly put up for safety and out of a child reach. If not;then this is what is bound to happan.

A short poem I wrote to honour the love a father has for his little girl, his little princess, which I was to my own dad.

It is good for dads to have that bond with their children in their formative years

This is a poem on how life is going on at a fast pace. Days fly by, by the time you turn around another day has arrived. Days fly by and we become old with time until finally Father Time steps in to remind us that it is time to say our final goodbye. Image Credit - freedigitalphotos...

That though of being a daddy can bring a change in most men's lives

In 1968-1969, My father served as a canoneer in Vietnam. In August of 1969, He came home, met and married my mother, raised a family. A family rocked through and through at the devastation of his illness...

I had the honor of spending the last few months of my fathers life by his side. We made many beautiful memories. This last nearly two years of life without him has been difficult. Here is a poem written about a year after his death. Raw emotion.

Poem in grief nearly a year after my father passed away. Trying to figure out if I am to move on, or keep grieving, not certain of or ready for either one...

A heart felt poem about a father who remains humble through life.

Receiving a gift is a wonderful thing, unless that gift is something that scares you, then it is not so wonderful. What maybe a wonderful gift to you may not be so wonderful to the person receiving the gift.

This is a tribute to the man who raised me. We haven't always saw eye to eye. It's only been in the last few years that we have began to get along. This occurred after I understood his intentions were only pure.

A child is a seed. In the future they will become a tree. What fruits will your trees grow?

This is simply a topic about coffee. I think my first section or report will be on coffee consumption. Other articles about coffee follow.

Remembering those in-between years when one is not sure if he/she wants to be an adult or remain a child.

A poem underscoring the devastation of Alzheimer's disease, and its long and lonely journey.

I have written this prayer as a reminder to myself and others, we should never become too busy, that we forget to pray.