When I was just 18 months old
My real father left me
You stepped up
And raised me as your own child
You feed me
You clothed me
You taught me everything I know now
I love you dad
And I always will
You were there every step of the way
You stood by my side
And never left me
When I needed you
You’re the best dad I could ever ask for
You were there when I was scared
You were there when I cried
You were there for all my birthdays
You were in my life then
You are still in my life now
And I hope you never leave
You are way more superior than my real father
We may not have the same blood or color
But we have something better then anything
We have love for one another
And an unbreakable bond
That no one can break
Not even my real Father
I AM PROUD TO CALL YOU MY OWN FATHER
great poem i love this one o did one about my father also, well my dad never left me but i didnt know my dad until i was 13 so yeah i know how you fell great work
This is a great tribute to your father, With excellent word flow and discriptive stanzas.Very well thought out, Victoria.
blazing excellence of fatherly love when ingrained as transcended by the soul......unique piece, i like it with all its lucidity,10/10, thanks for sharing
your father is a rare breed & i think then that makes you a rare daughter, the love you portray on this poem cannot be measured in words.
lifes beauty is that tragedies go side by side, , , , , i like the emotions expressed here for your fathers, , , , both, , ,
Emotional and heart rendering. You've revealed ur heart in this poem buddy. Good work! !
uve gottin urself all it takes 2 b a poet. dats luv and its very interesting dat u hav a father dat luvs u dat much. nice piece
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
aww that was wonderful