English poems about fathers

Father’s love is like a mountain. Father’s integrity shapes our character. Father’s love is like a mountain. Father’s strength gives us the courage to fight. Father’s love is like a mountain. Father’s open-mindedness gives us boldness. Father’s love is like a mountain. Father’s love. It is the dictionary of my life.

I have compiled some English poems about my father, welcome to read!

English poems about my father Part 1

　My Dad and I

　My dad and I -we think alike,

He knows just what I mean

Before I even say a word

He reads, well, in between.

My dad and I-we like to fish

Or build a model plane,

Or fix a broken chair or two

Or just a windowpane .

My dad and I-we know the score

Of every single game;

Sometimes he's really busy, too

But he takes me just the same.

My dad and I-we go swimming too,

Each year and sometimes twice.

My dad and I-we do everything;

My dad-he's really nice.

--Phyllis C. Michael's English Poems about Father Part 2

My Dad

When I was just a tiny kid,

Do you remember when,

The time you kissed my bruises,

Or cleaned by soiled chin ?

You scrambled for the balls I hit,

(Short-winded more than not,)

Yet, every time we'd play a game,

You praised the "outs" I caught.

It seems like only yesterday,

You wiped away my tears,

And late at night I called your name,

To chase away my fears.

Though time has changed your handsome grip,

Your hair is snowy white, < /p>

You gait's a little slower now,

Thick glasses help your sight.

Oh, do I thirst for years gone by,

To be that growing lad,

Re-living all of the memories,

Of growing with my dad. Three English poems about fathers

Father's Day

　Over the years

　As we grow old,

　We remember our father

　So brave and bold.

In the garden,

Leaning on the plow,

He would listen to me;

I see him now.

He would give advice

And understand;

He was always there

To lend a hand.

God made fathers

Strong and firm,

For he knew our lives

Would have great concerns.

So he gave us fathers

And guide our lives,

And show us the way.

So on his day

Let's take the time

To say "Thanks, dad.

I'm glad you're mine."

Mary Frances Bogle