Sad Poems on Father's Day 1 Father's Love Like a Mountain
tomorrow
Today is Father's Day,
Someone sent flowers to his father
Someone sent his father a cake.
Someone also sent a song to his father.
And I,
Nothing was sent.
I only sent tears and memories twice.
Because my father
He's gone. He's gone.
father
There is nothing left for me.
Leave only his
The background of the hardships and efforts of the years
Tomorrow is Father's Day.
I don't want to buy anything,
Think about my father's grave.
Stand still for a moment.
Everyone has a father.
When your father was alive.
Don't send applause flowers
No prosperous scenery.
It is enough to send him peace.
Father's Day Sad Poem 2 "Father's Day reverie"
I have lived a childhood dream.
You can vaguely smell the refreshing fragrance of the soil.
It was accompanied by the creaking growth and jointing sound of rice seedlings.
Then who is sobbing?
Who left him in the dark?
He raised his face in horror.
It's full of tears and snot.
Years later
On a bumper harvest afternoon
Full ears of rice lie in the sun, shining with attractive Phnom Penh.
It is your hard work.
And traces of farming
In your struggling world
I still remember your firm footsteps.
Once confused
Smells of love and pain.
Smash us to pieces
During the long sewing time
I stumbled along.
You're still answering the phone.
The care that once suffocated me
I know
This is a gap that is difficult to cross.
I want to use my mature hands now
Fill up the sadness that once brought you.
Or, build a bridge that belongs to us.
Each other's hearts
Warm every cold winter
Father's Day Sad Poem 3 "Father's Day without Father"
Lift up, some trembling hands.
Touch it carefully, Father's Day is close at hand.
I sent a message to my brother saying
However, let's go back and have a look tomorrow.
This is a Father's Day without a father.
My son wants to serve his parents when they are old, but they are gone.
Illness has bent his father's body.
Erase from our hearts
In the corner of the old house, there is a sickle without a handle.
It's already rusty.
However, some memories.
Like a pipe from my father.
As the smoke rises,
At night, I slept in that bed again.
This is the bed where my father slept.
I slept, too. I slept in my childhood dream.
I dreamed again, sitting on my father's shoulder.
I only think gently, and my hand touches the sky.
I don't want to wake up, or hope
Dreams are endless.
Although the sky is always bright.
My dreams always wake up, too.
But I'd rather use
Kerosene lamp half core, look for it.
Father is waiting in the bullpen. Go and listen.
The call of a calf after birth
Oh, Father's Day without a father
How can I sleep well?
On such a night.
I always put my cheek, which is good.
Cold tears
Quietly, enter the dream.
Become my father's familiar expectation.
Father's Day Sad Poem 4 "Father's Love"
White as Snow
That is the flower that has fallen from the vicissitudes of time.
A bent body is a bow.
That's the energy stored by the old man of time
Hands are like wood.
That is the fruit that Shennong has given us for continuous harvest.
Eyes like yellow beads.
That is a colorful color given by God.
The tentacles of the years are crawling all over the forehead.
The river of time flows through blood vessels.
Through snow and blood red
We are growing.
It snows heavily.
You are the last piece in the snow.
Mottled red leaves
Life will run out.
You are the last star in the sky.
Tears of a meteor
Father's Day Sad Poem 5 "Father"
father
I think of all your hardships.
The cow was panting.
The wooden plow repeats the old songs.
It is your indifferent silhouette that is whipped in the sunset.
father
Struggle in the vast field of blue ocean
A dry and glorious life is a lifetime.
Suffer from corn porridge
Breathe in the hot sun
Heavy and helpless
father
Repeated verification in places where you can only stand.
The road to survival
A long life will never end.
Bend over with fatigue
What is left in the basket is the original seed.
And yellowing experience.
father
Golden wheat waves bred by youth
Simple light waves travel far away.
Wandering son
Go further.
The ears of wheat are grasshoppers, too.
Swing on your crest.
Singing a happy song
Father's Day Sad Poem 6 "Father's Love"
Father is deeply in love.
We can always feel it.
only
We are not good at expressing.
today
Today is Father's Day.
memory
deep
I use a pair of dexterous hands.
Write new word cards
Teach me to read with a smile.
And a stubble beard.
Kiss my face.
or
Broad shoulders
Come and pick me up.
Or it could be
Guide patiently and systematically
Lead me forward
time flies
On sparse hair
A few more white hairs.
Wrinkles in the corners of the eyes
more
paternal love
It's like an espresso.
The better the taste, the better the fragrance.
Tomorrow is Father's Day.
Happy holidays to dad.