A father peaks through
The clouds from up above
Smiles down at his son
“I’m so proud” is what he’s thinking of

So content at what he sees
He pours his love down to his son
He shows it through his memories
Reminding his son that he’s not gone

From heaven he watches
A man with so much strength
So much love and courage
He gave him everything to go the length

He sees his son
With children of his own
He sees his own reflection
In his son now that he’s grown

He smiles at him
Through his children’s eyes
Taunts at him
Through his children’s lies

When he peaks through heaven’s door
To keep an eye on his son, with love
He lovingly kisses him with memories
Proudly smiles,
“You're doing Great! A better son I could not have”


Dakota, this was beautiful and very touching.
The love you have for him shows through out your whole poem and the love you have for your children shows through your responses. You will do for your children what your dad did for you.  Just the fact that you want to do that shows me that you will but you'll do it in your own way just as your father did it his way. This poem really touched me. I hope it brought some comfort. Thanks for sharing.


kat