Julie Schleppegrell


Papa - Poem by Julie Schleppegrell

Prime: is the role to his daughter,
for, he was the first man in sight.
No other will compare to what he taught her,
imbedded in her soul as her search takes flight.
... From child to adult, he is the protector, the savior, the guide,
The ultimate love she can always confide.
As life phases change,
we must travel through, an emotional sail through the tide.
As it may be hard feelings for us to arrange,
the proof he was there with us is in the tears he's cried.
As he will never leave us, we shall never stray our first love, our Father.


Comments about Papa by Julie Schleppegrell

  • (9/19/2014 3:14:00 PM)


    Fathers are a significant part of life. Nothing compares to a good dad. And we should appreciate them. Thanks for the reminder. (Report) Reply

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  • Julie Schleppegrell (12/29/2012 11:47:00 PM)


    Bohat Sukriya Saadat (Report) Reply

  • Saadat Tahir (10/12/2012 4:39:00 AM)


    A befitting ode to a personality shaped by the LORD HIMSELF...
    lovely ardent and deeply felt lines.

    parental love and guidance are indeed a great blessings, those of us without it now....know!

    liked it
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  • Dr.subhendu Kar (6/12/2012 12:07:00 PM)


    love filial remembers to cry of father
    life when molded by his engraved pattern
    each breath of his words guides to go
    oh where is the life yet lost to mystery of his memory, wonderful tribute father by a daughter,10+++, thanks for sharing
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  • Julie Schleppegrell (3/1/2012 7:40:00 PM)


    thanks Rm. shamugam :) (Report) Reply

  • Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar (1/5/2012 5:33:00 AM)


    good; the last line touching (Report) Reply

  • Julie Schleppegrell (12/24/2011 11:58:00 PM)


    Thanks key :) I like that. As life phases change Is bad grammar. I am ocd when it comes to the rhyming, and adjust with sort of schizophrenic form of reading. :)) : p [3 (Report) Reply

  • (12/24/2011 10:42:00 PM)


    A travel to new enchant
    we must travel through, an emotional sail through the tide.
    As it may be hard feelings for us to arrange,
    the proof he was there with us is in the tears he's cried.
    As he will never leave us, we shall never stray our first love, our Father.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 24, 2011



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