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Ode to my Son

RedCloud

Mayor
Mister, Sergeant, Manager and Teacher
are some of the titles I've had,
But the one I cherish most of all
Is the simple title of "Dad."

Only one person can use that word
and get my full attention,
He knows the power of that simple word,
His name I need not mention.

I've never ignored the call for "Dad,"
No matter what the task,
Be the problem big or small
He only had to ask.

I never tried to be his Pal,
That's not the job of a father.
But he always knew that Dad was there
and my support would never falter.

He is the pride of his mother and I,
He is the most loved at least.
But I changed his diapers enough to know
The sun still arose in the East.

When I return from whence I came,
When my final race is run,
If I am permitted a final word
It will be, "I love you, my son."

This was written when my son was 45 years old.

RC
 

jammer

Mayor
That is truly touching, I never had a son, only a daughter, of whom I am very proud and feel the same way about.
 

RedCloud

Mayor
That is truly touching, I never had a son, only a daughter, of whom I am very proud and feel the same way about.
Jammer, this poem can be modified to apply to a daughter--just change a few of the appropriate words. You are welcome to use it if you like. I wrote a poem to my granddaughter which you might like.
 

RedCloud

Mayor
This is a poem I wrote for my 13 year old granddaughter.

Ode to a Princess from Paw-Paw

Alpha student and athlete,
Are two traits hard to find.
But stranger still when in one girl
The two traits are combined.

She is very good at basketball,
But softball is her forte,
She can play any position on the field,
As well as on the court.

She casually takes her position and waits
When the other team is at bat,
But if a ball is hit between second and third
She is on its like a cat.

When a sizzling grounder is hit her way,
She scoops it up with ease,
And rifles it over to first so fast
The fans can feel the breeze.

Her running prowess is unexcelled,
No other girl can match her,
Whether running the bases or just for fun;
No boy or girl can catch her.

"You're my girl and always will be."
She often heard from me,
When I would say, "You're my girl,"
She would reply, "And always will be."

As I cross over to the great unknown,
The last thing I want to hear,
Is, "I'm your girl and always will be."
Whispered softly in my ear.

Love my Girl,

Paw-Paw

A
 
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Lobato1

Mayor
Beautiful ode froma proud Dad

Best Regards
Lobato1


Mister, Sergeant, Manager and Teacher
are some of the titles I've had,
But the one I cherish most of all
Is the simple title of "Dad."

Only one person can use that word
and get my full attention,
He knows the power of that simple word,
His name I need not mention.

I've never ignored the call for "Dad,"
No matter what the task,
Be the problem big or small
He only had to ask.

I never tried to be his Pal,
That's not the job of a father.
But he always knew that Dad was there
and my support would never falter.

He is the pride of his mother and I,
He is the most loved at least.
But I changed his diapers enough to know
The sun still arose in the East.

When I return from whence I came,
When my final race is run,
If I am permitted a final word
It will be, "I love you, my son."

This was written when my son was 45 years old.

RC
 

fairsheet

Senator
Mister, Sergeant, Manager and Teacher
are some of the titles I've had,
But the one I cherish most of all
Is the simple title of "Dad."

Only one person can use that word
and get my full attention,
He knows the power of that simple word,
His name I need not mention.

I've never ignored the call for "Dad,"
No matter what the task,
Be the problem big or small
He only had to ask.

I never tried to be his Pal,
That's not the job of a father.
But he always knew that Dad was there
and my support would never falter.

He is the pride of his mother and I,
He is the most loved at least.
But I changed his diapers enough to know
The sun still arose in the East.

When I return from whence I came,
When my final race is run,
If I am permitted a final word
It will be, "I love you, my son."

This was written when my son was 45 years old.

RC
R-Cloud...what hits me most about your "testimony", is that you hint at being the "man" to your son's "boy". If I were to go off on a riff as to what's "wrong today", it's that the feeling seems to be that parents should bring themselves down to their children's level - be their friends, their equals - larger/older versions of themselves.

My father died young - when I was young. But...I only remember him as a man - not a bigger-boy version of myself - but a man, on an entirely different plane and planet from me. Shit...all of my friends Dads were men - to we boys. In my perhaps sappy opinion, we need more of that. And, the same should apply to mothers who seem so desperate these days, to be big sisters to their daughters.
 

RedCloud

Mayor
R-Cloud...what hits me most about your "testimony", is that you hint at being the "man" to your son's "boy". If I were to go off on a riff as to what's "wrong today", it's that the feeling seems to be that parents should bring themselves down to their children's level - be their friends, their equals - larger/older versions of themselves.

My father died young - when I was young. But...I only remember him as a man - not a bigger-boy version of myself - but a man, on an entirely different plane and planet from me. Shit...all of my friends Dads were men - to we boys. In my perhaps sappy opinion, we need more of that. And, the same should apply to mothers who seem so desperate these days, to be big sisters to their daughters.
Fair, I think you have it pegged right. Adults are adults and teens are teens and never the twain shall meet. Sometimes the end of an argument with offspring should be, "Because I said so!"
 

Zam-Zam

Senator
Mister, Sergeant, Manager and Teacher
are some of the titles I've had,
But the one I cherish most of all
Is the simple title of "Dad."

Only one person can use that word
and get my full attention,
He knows the power of that simple word,
His name I need not mention.

I've never ignored the call for "Dad,"
No matter what the task,
Be the problem big or small
He only had to ask.

I never tried to be his Pal,
That's not the job of a father.
But he always knew that Dad was there
and my support would never falter.

He is the pride of his mother and I,
He is the most loved at least.
But I changed his diapers enough to know
The sun still arose in the East.

When I return from whence I came,
When my final race is run,
If I am permitted a final word
It will be, "I love you, my son."

This was written when my son was 45 years old.

RC





That was awesome. Beautiful.....

I don't have a son, but I have a daughter. And there is nothing more wonderful in this whole wide world than hearing her say "Daddy".


You made my day. As one Dad to another, thank you.
 

Gramps

Mayor
I tip my hat to you RC. Magnificent.

Gramps



Fair, I think you have it pegged right. Adults are adults and teens are teens and never the twain shall meet. Sometimes the end of an argument with offspring should be, "Because I said so!"
 

JackDallas

Senator
Supporting Member
I don't have a son, but I expect most fathers have similar feelings for their children. I like your poem.
Here is one I wrote for my daughter when she was about 25 year old (she is now 41)

"A POEM FOR DAUGHTER"


Like mystic visions were your eyes,
that laughed and danced
and hypnotized
And your face, like morning's
breaking light
blessed my life and set it right

A father's wonder, pure delight
You were the sun and the moon
and the stars at night

I can't describe the likes of thee
with adjective or simile
Nor tell your worth one whit the more
with poor inadequate metaphor

But to hold you close when day was done
made heart and mind become as one
And just to gaze upon your soul
took parts of me and made them whole

I often wander back in time
and remember you
with verse and rhyme
You're grown up now
though I pretend
but I love you still
as I did then

Jack Dallas 1995
 

MaryAnne

Governor
Mister, Sergeant, Manager and Teacher
are some of the titles I've had,
But the one I cherish most of all
Is the simple title of "Dad."

Only one person can use that word
and get my full attention,
He knows the power of that simple word,
His name I need not mention.

I've never ignored the call for "Dad,"
No matter what the task,
Be the problem big or small
He only had to ask.

I never tried to be his Pal,
That's not the job of a father.
But he always knew that Dad was there
and my support would never falter.

He is the pride of his mother and I,
He is the most loved at least.
But I changed his diapers enough to know
The sun still arose in the East.

When I return from whence I came,
When my final race is run,
If I am permitted a final word
It will be, "I love you, my son."

This was written when my son was 45 years old.

RC
Red Cloud,that was beautiful. I sent it to my son for his Son.:eek:)
I have mine tucked away, printed out.
 

RedCloud

Mayor
I don't have a son, but I expect most fathers have similar feelings for their children. I like your poem.
Here is one I wrote for my daughter when she was about 25 year old (she is now 41)

"A POEM FOR DAUGHTER"


Like mystic visions were your eyes,
that laughed and danced
and hypnotized
And your face, like morning's
breaking light
blessed my life and set it right

A father's wonder, pure delight
You were the sun and the moon
and the stars at night

I can't describe the likes of thee
with adjective or simile
Nor tell your worth one whit the more
with poor inadequate metaphor

But to hold you close when day was done
made heart and mind become as one
And just to gaze upon your soul
took parts of me and made them whole

I often wander back in time
and remember you
with verse and rhyme
You're grown up now
though I pretend
but I love you still
as I did then

Jack Dallas 1995
Jack, that is well constructed and heartfelt. Bet your daughter still has her copy.
 
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RedCloud

Mayor
That is truly touching, I never had a son, only a daughter, of whom I am very proud and feel the same way about.
Thanks, Jammer. I would venture to say that 99.9% of parents have the same feeling toward their offspring as I have expressed in my poem to my Son.
 

RedCloud

Mayor
That was awesome. Beautiful.....

I don't have a son, but I have a daughter. And there is nothing more wonderful in this whole wide world than hearing her say "Daddy".


You made my day. As one Dad to another, thank you.
Zam-Zam, I appreciate your kind comments. Unfortunately, too many of today's kids have to preface their call for Daddy with the "Where is..."
 

Gramps

Mayor
Well, as you might recall my son and I came to a parting of the way sometime back. He is in his forties and has really screwed-up his life and I made the mistake of stepping in and doing what a father needed to do -- try to get him back on track. It didn't work. He bolted, left the house, and informed me he never wanted to see his mother or me again. That was last summer and he hasn't come around and has moved without leaving an address or new telephone number so I have to believe he intends it to be this way. I am sorry for him. I love him. So, your verse struck a note with me. Anyway, it's a great piece of work. Gramps



Gramps, I am honored!
 

gigi

Mayor
OH, Redcloud!! Those were wonderful! So very touching.

You made me cry. And for that you must be punished.
 
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