You may have caught my Mother’s Day post, in which I apologised to my mum for a lifetime of being a bit of a selfish toad. So staying topical, I have a Father’s Day poem for you. It is from my little boy to his Daddy. Yes, he’s very advanced for a toddler, don’t you think! It’s all his own work. (So excuse the formatting – he’s just a kid!)
Father’s Day Poem to Daddy
Here are my hands which I ask you to hold,
To guide me, to love me, as my small life unfolds
Ten sticky fingers which curl around yours,
Just a short time together but it’s you I adore
When I wake each morning my heart seeks you out,
I want you to hug me, so Dadda I shout
You come to me tiredly, good morning you say,
We speak to my teddies, you brighten my day
You patiently read to me, never tire of my toys,
We roll around the floor like two little boys
You show me your garden, the vegetables you grow,
I tread carefully in wellies, watering seeds that you sow
One day I’ll turn into you, two halves of a whole,
Daddy I love you with all of my soul
Ahh, wasn’t that sweet.
So come on, do tell. Are you up to anything this Father’s Day? We’re hopefully off in seek of a fry up. YUM. I’d love to hear what you got up to, in the comments box a bit further down.
Give Me More!
If you could hit one of my square social share buttons to spread this joy to the other daddies of the world, you would be forever my bestie. Hey – why not head over to my Facebook page to keep up to date with the daily banter.
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