My Dad's Day

ForeverJesus7

For most of my life,

I was never good to my dad.

About ninety percent of it,

was always my fault.

Because I was young,

foolish, and dumb,

and did not have the Lord,

I said some unnecessary hurtful things.

Yet my dad,

was always there for me.

He raised me right,

and went the extra mile.

He took my brother and me,

to a lot of football,

hockey, and basket ball games.

He bought me my first bike,

and taught me how to ride.

He always took us,

to the park and let us play,

until it was night.

He always stood up for us.

He even cooked once in a while.

He made sure,

we were never hungry,

and even showed me,

how to change,

spark-plugs in a car,

and then I started to grow up.

I thought only I was always right.

Still, every time,

I was stopped by the police,

or busted,

he always took my side.

He always treated,

my friends with respect,

despite the lives,

he KNEW they lived.

You thought you could hide,

something from my dad.

So when you tried to lie,

he was only disappointed.

The list goes on,

how I went against my dad,

but I eventually said,

I was sorry.

Like the prodigal son,

I apologized,

and just like that,

my dad forgave me.

For almost ten years now,

our relationship is great.

I know I am not,

a child anymore.

Still, it is better,

to apologize,

before it is to late.

 

  • Author: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 16th, 2018 05:35
  • Comment from author about the poem: Honor your father and mother, that your days may be long in the land that the Lord your God is giving you. - Exodus 20:12 - Persistence is key
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  • Lalion

    Like the prodicle son... what is prodicle?

    • ForeverJesus7

      Prodigal

      • ForeverJesus7

        I think you are missing the point of my poem, but thank for editing it for me.
        Persistence is key

        • Lalion

          I just wondered if there's a word I'd missed in the English vocabulary, that's all no reflection on your quite good poems was intended. I know us poets are sensitive souls but cut me some slack.
          I do agree persistence is the key, so I persist you keep on writing good poetry, spelling mistakes or not, Nobody is perfect.
          Cheers.

          • ForeverJesus7

            I did not mean any harm. I fixed the misspelled word.
            Persistence is key

            • Lalion

              Hey Jesus6
              Sometimes persistence could become stubbornness and that cannot be a good thing!

              • ForeverJesus7

                I just said I did not mean any harm. I fixed the word that you pointed out. I am sorry if you think that is stubborness. I don't want to argue. Can we please let this go?
                Persistence is key

                • Lalion

                  I was NOT even referring to the word misspelling, I noticed you always have 'persistence is the key' below all your post and I thought I'll kid you about that. I am sorry you appear so touchy, I have put a block so please know you will have no future contact from me, why fly off the handle for something so inoffensive and trival, If this is what your relationship with Christianity teaches you, thank God, my interpretation of God in our lives is different. Thanks and Goodbye.

                • Gabriella

                  I truly did love this!!!! I love how you added the Bible in it and the verse very well written

                • Frogspoetry

                  This is a great way to honor your father.He sounds like a great guy,you are lucky.mine is the opposite.But my true Father is who counts to me.

                  • ForeverJesus7

                    Thank you. Usually the only time I say Father is when I am referring to God. Again, thank you for your input. Persistence is key

                  • orchidee

                    A fine write Forever.



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