For Dad [Poetry D2]

Fathers are there when you’re small to carry you home

And to make sure you’re never left alone

Fathers are there to photograph your first day of school

To make you do your homework even if the other kids say it’s uncool

Fathers are there to tell you to learn to play guitar

And to teach you how to drive a car

Fathers are there to eat ice cream with

And to tell you ghost stories and Greek myths

Fathers are there to ask you about your friends

To make sure they don’t push you off the edge of the swimming pool ends

Fathers are there to make you to listen to old songs

And separate the right actions from the wrongs

Fathers are there to teach you to dribble a basketball

And to tell you not to spend too much time at the mall

Fathers are there to tell you not to stay out late

And to call if you’re staying out after eight

Fathers are there to hold your hand

Even though you’ve grown up quicker than he planned

Thank you, Dad

For always being there

Written By Gina Durst for her Dad

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