A poem praising one's father on Father's Day.

In our daily study, work or life, we will always come into contact with some familiar poems. Different poems have different language styles, characteristics and skills. Then what kind of poems are praised by everyone? The following is my collection of Father's Day poems (total 17), welcome to share.

Father's Day Poetry 1 Me and my father

Me and my father,

Exiled by the same country.

Me and my father,

Secretly seen the same moon.

Me and my father,

I slept on the cold kang.

Me and my father,

Plow the same acre of soft land.

We don't care about the star's itinerary,

We're watching,

Contractor's movement.

We don't have time to write poems at dusk.

Holding a small notebook,

Stroke by stroke,

Carve the exchange code of currency.

Me and my father,

Ashamed,

I have lived for many years.

Me and my father,

These are two trains.

A list of young people,

A line of old people.

Me and my father,

It is two hoes,

A barbed handle,

One handle has mustard seeds.

I complained, too,

Complaining that he doesn't know the traffic rules,

Complaining that he accompanied me on the train,

The leg is swollen.

Me and my father,

When we finally left,

We are all saying goodbye.

Me and my father,

From,

Heroes are in the same place.

Every night,

With the same light,

Illuminated,

The remaining time and space.

Father's Day Poems in Praise of Father for 2 Years

The years are quiet.

Dye your hair white

The changes of life are written in

forehead

Four seasons leaf

Witnessed the busyness

In the wind and waves of the mountain peak

Birds sing and sing together

Father is shouting.

A wrinkle from a distant mountain

Father's here.

Barefoot palm plough and whip

In the field with cows

Dance lightly and gracefully

Deep applause came from the wind and rain.

Once the seed

Slip into the soil

Waving a silver sickle in the future

Harvest like sweat

Father's Day Poetry Praising Father's Three Past Events

In your body,

Buried by a long history,

Is a declining forest,

Shrouded in mist,

I have never been interested in adventure.

I want to move forward,

I've been moving forward,

I never want to look back when I pass by,

more importantly,

It's someone else's history.

This evening,

I finally can't move on,

It is raining and snowing outside the window.

I looked at the old tree in the distance,

It's like seeing your rickety body.

I think,

You must be drinking now,

You have to appear in front of people again,

Go ahead,

It's okay to drink another catty.

I finally spread out the map,

Choose the road,

Follow the trail,

Walk in,

Twilight returned to the forest.

The lights are dim,

Sure enough, the glasses sparkled,

This cool color,

Because it can warm the years,

It must be warm,

You are always silent here.

Father's Day Poems Praise Father 4 Father

Father is a thick book.

I didn't realize it until today.

Father is a high mountain.

I didn't climb to the top of the mountain until today.

Father is a long river.

I haven't been able to float into the sea until today.

Father, what a heavy title.

A respectable word.

When I was young, my father rode a Phoenix bicycle.

Relive my memories of kindergarten.

Now it hasn't disappeared.

When I was a child, I liked to snuggle up to my father.

Listen to his old story.

It's like I'm just listening to a story told by my father.

Grow up slowly.

Now my father is over half a year old.

Grow old gradually

Father's back is not as straight as before.

Father's hair began to turn white.

I know my father is old.

I also know that it is not easy for a father to work hard for his children all his life.

Now the children have grown up one by one.

Be able to live independently

But my father is old, I know.

I must let my father, who has worked hard for many years, live a leisurely life.

I'm afraid my father will get old day by day.

I'm afraid my son will be raised, and I don't want to be close.

I'm afraid of losing you.-Father

Father's Day poem 5 "Father's Back"

It's the sparse hair.

Silver snow line

That light blue shirt.

Yellowing complexion

Rough hand

Gazing eyes

Did you give up? Is it desire?

Father is back.

Often like a light.

Stick it in my eye.

Those big hands

This is a knife wound.

Father is back.

Often like bees.

Sleeping in my dream

Familiar and strange

Like a wild goose in the distance

Never stop

Leave me alone.

Lonely as a tree

Looking at the sky

Father's Day Poetry 6 "Father"

Father's road

tell me

Erected heart tablet

Will become a signpost for progress.

This road

Go on in my life.

Ordinary father

No ode

No feat

Only stories I miss.

I should have brave faith.

stand out

Go my father's way.

Show a brilliant tomorrow

Father's Day Poetry 7 "Father"

Childhood, I took your hand into the school.

You reach out, the iron hoe of the world.

Dig a party for me

The sky is bigger than the village.

Father, I am your most complete stone.

Father, you are my perfect shadow.

Father's Day poem 8 "Father's Love"

Father's love is a crutch, which makes us stumble less in life.

Fatherly love is a good word. Let's make a correct judgment.

Father's love is sunshine, which makes us grow up healthily.

Father's love is music, which makes us live happily.

Father's love is a candle, silently dedicating itself to us.

Father's Day poem 9 "Father"

Father's road

tell me

Erected heart tablet

Will become a signpost for progress.

This road

Go on in my life.

Ordinary father

No ode

No feat

Only stories I miss.

I should have brave faith.

stand out

Go my father's way.

Show a brilliant tomorrow

Father's Day Poetry 10 "Father"

Touch the railings of the city

Looking forward to my hometown

Aromatic soil

I thought of Qianshan's father who was outside the dirt.

My father was.

Walk like the wind

Change the posture of weeding.

Together with farm tools

Close to the soil

Zhongqing clay

Kiss us

Roll across the field in March.

at that time

I'm not very rich in poetry.

Grow in the fields

Part by part

Over my father's head

Stand like a father.

This is what my father expected of me for many years.

Been away from home for years.

A hunchbacked person.

Still fresh in my mind

With a shiny sickle

Standing in September

Standing on the golden ridge in September

bless

Father's Day, a poem praising father 1 1.

On that day, I gently waved to you.

Pack all your love into your bag.

That day, slide down your back.

Learn to walk like you.

But no longer follow the route you drew.

On that day, you were as silent as water and no longer had the majesty of the past.

That day, I realized your eyes.

I know your concern is like fire, but I never show it.

What time?

I went too far.

But I can't get rid of your thoughts.

Wherever I go,

Your chest is the home I miss.

You are the tracker and I am the boat.

With your traction, I never ran aground.

I am a green vine, and your back is a mountain.

Your arm is always the other side of happiness.

Father's Day Poetry 12 Hammer

Father's hammer, eighteen pounds.

I am a child of Dashan.

Father waved a hammer.

Make the mountain yield.

Let the barren soil give birth to hot hope

Now, follow the path my father blazed.

I'm digging another mountain road.

The bag of the future carries my father's hope.

I will never bypass the stone again in my life.

I'll hit it wherever it needs to be hit.

Father, because of the hammer you handed down.

Make my life full of metal texture.

Even if I have nothing

I will still try.

Like your hammer.

Neither humble nor humble, indomitable

Father's Day Poetry 13 Father and I

Father and I

walk abreast

The autumn rain kept falling.

This seems to have something to do with winter.

We walked in the rain.

intermittent

The shoulders are obviously close together.

Say the words that have accumulated for several days.

We meet every seven days.

So there is a lot to say.

This is caused by separation.

The sound of water is like breaking a willow branch.

Like pine trees in winter snow.

Father's hair has turned white.

But it's similar to the soul.

Let me respect.

Is still a familiar street

Please raise your hand if you are familiar with it.

My father and I have unspeakable kindness.

Safe walking

Father's Day Poetry 14 Father's Face

Father's face

This is a detailed letter.

I couldn't tear it open when I was a child.

I didn't know it was cloudy inside.

Still sunny

When I learned to be silent.

I thought of my father.

Thought of the unopened letter.

I know where it is.

It says rich life.

And gradually understand.

Deeper than ever before.

Father's Day Poetry 15 Me and my father

Father is bent.

I saw the back of the mountain.

Touch his bones and skin.

I touched the barn covered with cloth.

Sweat in the summer of 2008

Raised children

Daily desk disease book

I also have a hunchback.

Write some boring official documents

I doubt it.

Once you lose this job,

Can you still go home and grow sweet potatoes?

I have chewed hundreds of books for more than ten years.

But not as good as my illiterate father.

Have real income

Father's Day Poetry 16 Father and Mountain

Father never walked out of the mountain gate.

The world in the mountains

This is a book that he never tires of reading.

mountain ridge

The pulsation of running water

It's all endless affection

Father became a vegetation in the mountain.

Leave this land

Root hair will be injured and dehydrated.

Once I get back to my position

The branches and leaves of life are green.

Father stuck the skirting board on the mountain.

Forced separation

Must have torn the background.

Father's Day Poetry 17 Father

father

Like a mountain in my heart.

I used to sit on your shoulder when I was a child.

Ignorance, I feel tall.

How stupid that is.

father

You've been working for this family.

I am proud to have a father like you.

Your strength

Let me know how to behave.

Your teaching

Let me understand how to be a man.

You gave me courage and strength.

father

No matter how difficult I am.

You are silently encouraging me.

Today's achievements should be attributed to.

My good father

Looking at my father's white hair

Looking at my father's vicissitudes.

what can I do?

what can I say?

Only tears overflow into my heart.

father

one day

My son will take over your class.

Bear the burden of the family

one day

You will be proud to have such a son.

I will see your smile.

I feel that I have done very little.

father

Your efforts will not be in vain.

I will do more and better.

I hope the father in the world

Always stay healthy and laugh.