Top 11 Poems About Fathers
Posted: 2006-06-01 10:11:10
1. Epitaph On My Father
by Robert Burns
O ye, whose cheek the tear of pity stains,
Draw near with pious rev'rence, and attend!
Here lie the loving husband's dear remains,
The tender father, and the gen'rous friend;
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2. Father
by Edgar Albert Guest
My father knows the proper way
The nation should be run;
He tells us children every day
Just what should now be done.
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Read the full poem.3. O Captain, My Captain
by Walt Whitman
O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
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Read the full poem.4. Silence
by Marianne Moore
My father used to say,
"Superior people never make long visits,
have to be shown Longfellow's grave
nor the glass flowers at Harvard.
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Read the full poem.5. The Hangman at Home
by Carl Sandburg
WHAT does the hangman think about
When he goes home at night from work?
When he sits down with his wife and
Children for a cup of coffee and a
Plate of ham and eggs,
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Read the full poem.6. Nature
by Emily Dickinson
HIGH from the earth I heard a bird;
He trod upon the trees
As he esteemed them trifles,
And then he spied a breeze,
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Read the full poem.7. Only a Dad
by Edgar Albert Guest
Only a dad with a tired face,
Coming home from the daily race,
Bringing little of gold or fame
To show how well he has played the game;
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Read the full poem.8. On the Beach at Night
by Walt Whitman
On the beach at night,
Stands a child with her father,
Watching the east, the autumn sky.
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Read the full poem.9. Seven Ages Of Man
by William Shakespeare
ALL the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His Acts being seven ages.
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Read the full poem.10. The Old Man's Complaints
by Robert Southey
In the days of my youth, Father William replied,
I remember'd that youth would fly fast,
And abused not my health and my vigour at first
That I never might need them at last.
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Read the full poem.11. You Are Old Father William
by Lewis Carroll
YOU are old, Father William,' the young man said,
'And your hair has become very white:
And yet you incessantly stand on your head--
Do you think, at your age, it is right?'
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