To Our Dad Poem by Mervyn Graham

In the heart of memory's treasury lies,
A figure noble 'neath the cerulean skies,
Mathew Poole Graham, our father dear,
Whose presence in our lives remains forever near.

His name a beacon, steadfast and true,
Guiding us through life's maze, we pursue.
With wisdom's touch and love's gentle hand,
He shaped our dreams on life's shifting sand.

In his eyes, the wisdom of ages gleamed,
A gentle soul, with strength esteemed.
His laughter echoed like a soothing chime,
In every moment, making our life sublime.

A pillar of strength in times of trial,
His love, a bond that could never exile.
With every step, his spirit beside,
In him, a father's love does abide.

He taught us more than words could convey,
In his deeds and actions, day by day.
With patience vast, and a tender grace,
He led us through life's intricate maze.

Though time may pass and seasons change,
His memory in our hearts will rearrange,
A legacy of love and guidance true,
Mathew Poole Graham, forever I'll pursue.

So here's to you, our dearest dad,
In every moment, you've made us glad.
For all you've done, for all you've been,
In every joy and every scene.

Mathew Poole Graham, a name so dear,
In our hearts, forever near.
A father's love, an eternal flame,
In your honor, I inscribe this name.

Mathew Poole Graham

Mervyn Graham (cc 2024)