The Best Dad in the World

purple_chick79
purple_chick79 Posts: 570
edited April 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Who is the best dad in the world?

Well, you are, here’s why

Your there to listen to me

Your there to cheer me up

Your there to help me out, whenever you can

Even though my childhood wasn’t the greatest

I could have never have asked for more

You have taught me so much

More than you will ever know

With the miles between us

There is something you must know

You are the greatest dad

A girl could ever have
Opinions are like assholes, everyones got one.

"do gay midgets come out of the cupboard"
~CreedDisease~

10/27/06
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  • of_the_girl
    of_the_girl Posts: 745
    :)
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

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  • rarghrargh-brownstar
    rarghrargh-brownstar Posts: 1,272
    *sniff*
    Rarghstarfarian.
  • stinkydoggy
    stinkydoggy Posts: 1
    binge on the good
    don't know how it will last
    all the visions we carry
    too difficult to explain

    see i've got 2 dads
    they're both loving me now
    dad 1 was an asshole
    til he realized he was

    just like dad 1's dad 1
    couldn't find all the answes
    when he needed them
    if only he'd seen

    he'd captured pure love
    hope in the middle of his constant fight
    sails away ^-^-^-^-^-^

    he couldn't understand that
    a man could have a heart
    that it's a strength not weak
    like he said

    he didn't do a very good job
    at fucking me up
    cause all along i knew
    there existed dad 2

    now dad 2 is a mystery
    how he even got through
    i found him in silence
    and through time it grew
    tested waters
    learned lots

    the most important
    lesson lucid life
    the answers within

    reAssured to let go
    let me know there was more
    wisdom in physical emptiness
    so much more room
    for the thoughts
    to continually transcend
    ...become anything..
  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    Where my Dad comes from, the otters are ten feet long,
    The whales spout jets out of their blowholes to say they're at the bay,
    Grainuaile's ghost does the nightly rounds by the castle walls,
    Your Guinness glass sticks to the counter, if a bit splashed out, it's that strong,
    orchids and rhodedendrons grow on the roadside,
    and mountain hedge berries swell in red, until they're bigger than the view of distant mountains in quartzy blue:

    and you'd hear all this in his voice,
    feel all this when you shake his hand,
    know all this when you lift the shovel he's used
    to clear the stream to let the moorhens swim freely.
    Where my Dad takes you, golden horses come in and win at a longshot,
    People make handwriting in letters that weave a text of home and love,
    Tea tastes like tea,
    Columbo will always be on the TV saying "And just one more thing...",
    The van might need hoovering out,
    and 25 watt bulbs will go around an outdoor Christmas tree.

    A pipe will be be smoking Condor Long Cut, the brown packet,
    Glasses will have a wing stuck to the lens with sellotape,
    A false tooth will be left to relax in an ashtray,
    Big toes will be sticking out of green socks,
    and a big happy smile will be infectious.
    Infectious like good infection... like trees getting the blossom thing up and down your street.

    And really, he's pushing eighty
    But he's one mighty,
    mighty,
    mighty,
    mighty
    fella.

    And alluvvvim.

    :)
  • of_the_girl
    of_the_girl Posts: 745
    Finsbury, I loved that! :D
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

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