Fathers Day Poems

Fathers Day Poems or a Tie?

Kathleen is rummaging about in the lost and found box, as usual near penury, searching for a tie that might be recycled for Fathers Day. She has always wondered about this useless scrap of cloth and why her father so adores them (he always said so when he opened her gift).

Fathers Day Quotes

Now that I am a Dad, too
I fondly remember that you
Gave me a spine
So now I opine
That I share quite a lot with your view

"When is Fathers Day anyway?" asking no one in particular. Edward Lear, shouting "Checkmate!" and feeling expansive at the victory over his good friend W.S. Gilbert, conferred with his calendar and produced this chart:

More Fathers Day Poems

Raising a daughter is tough
And lots of times, we found the "rough."
But now that I'm big
I'm so glad you did
I really can't thank you enough.

Variation:

Fathers Day Ideas

Neither Lear nor Gilbert had children, which no doubt accounts for their having the leisure to play chess, but neither were bereft of Fathers Day ideas for gifts. They roundly eschewed the gift of a Fathers Day tie in favor of something more personal-mayhaps a collection of Fathers Day quotes or services such as cleaning the stables or the carriage house? Perhaps a funny T-shirt with a limerick poem?

There's no nestlings now in your home
And you've scads of time all your own
Can I send my son
To visit the one
Who will stiffen his flexible backbone?

Thanks, Dad, you taught me the rules
Of building a doghouse or stools
I'll be glad to assist
With your project shortlist
(Now that I've filched all your tools.)

I'm proud of you, son, as a Dad
You're secure in your role, and I'm glad
You give all that it takes
Read to kids or bake cakes
You've fulfilled every hope that I had.

You're children are small and you're sure
It gets better, but that's premature.
You will worry more when
They are grown up, and when
You are old, you'll STILL fret; there's no cure.

And to that end, Kathleen sharpened her pencil and produced this plethora of limerick poems for her own Dad with a cornucopia left over to honor all Dads everywhere on their special day.

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