Fathers will be delighted and happy to receive meaningful gifts from their children on the occasion of Father’s Day. The gifts will deliver the message of love and warmth from the children. It can be sweet and sincere wishes, material gifts or just a father’s day greeting card.
Father’s Day is the right time for children to show love and care for their fathers. The relationship between father and son is the key to happiness. In addition, that relationship is also a friend, a motivation, a teacher and a student… to overcome all challenges in life together. So let’s make Father’s Day more meaningful and memorable together.
Poems about father’s day and fatherhood below are suitable for young readers. Rhyming and meaningful poems for kids writing on cards are great father’s day ideas. Father’s day poems for kids are a great way to help a child express his or her love and care for their father.
Fathers Day Poems For Kids
1, My Father. A Tree. © Tina Chang
Today, longing for my father,
I saw a solitary bleached owl skim
the dark grasses. It swept so low
to the ground it might have buried itself.
I did not know my father so how could I
be lonely for that guardian?
When I was a newborn, I didn’t let
my father hold me. I cried in his presence
till my mother came. My father would shrug,
lean into his high backed chair, to read the paper,
to smoke his pipe while he heard his wife
sing to his only daughter.
In the woods, I summon him
and my eyes fool me as a dark haired
jay shifts a twig, or a stone rolls
into the creek. I think I hear his footsteps
on the path, but it is only the oak
hip twitching to the afternoon’s cold wind.
When I was born, he must have felt
the rupture in his chest, dark matter funneling
through his veins, and he must have known
he would not be here for the rest but he ushered
me into that brightly lit room, the earth
with all its lumen.
Father, I know you are here,
the only place you must be,
where the heavy branches
lean into bright air.
I put down my sack to eat everything
I have carried with me. When I am done,
the ants come swarming in to take
the last of it, to cleanse the earth
of abundance and discard.
Walking in these woods, I believe
that tall shadows and shifts of light
mean that something is at work beyond me.
Midway home and the redwood
are letting go their furious scent,
where you are the tree left standing
and I am this frozen salt flat,
hemisphere of crushed snow.
2, La Suavecita © Lupe Mendez
We dress my daughter in amarillo, not butter
or sunlight or mirasol, maybe an Easter yellow,
maybe a Dia de los muertos yellow, a baby chick
yellow, it doesn’t matter. She flickers
around the house all bare-foot. She takes you
by the hand and makes you play
La Suavecita on repeat, her hair in brown
bouncy pig-tails. All day. She watches
your mouth, the way you say tambores,
the way you say cumbia. She won’t stop smiling.
When she laughs I hear my mother. I am
back in her house, all bare-foot, dancing
to the same song.
My mother dresses in a teal bata, not Miami
or peacock or Tiffany Blue, maybe an Easter teal,
maybe a Dia de los muertos teal, a robin egg
teal, it doesn’t matter. She flitters
around the house. She takes me
by the hand and teaches me how to spring
my arms, how to move my hips,
how to follow the beat already in my legs.
She tells me,
ay mijo, one day, las muchachas
will want to spend the night with you
on the dance floor. Find those feather feet.
Carry a smile and laugh, mijo laugh.
I ask to play the song again and run
to rewind the cassette tape. All day.
My mother is all baila, baila,
all brown curls of bobbing hair
abriendo sus brazos the moment
I learn how to spin her in
our shot-gun house. She won’t stop smiling.
My mother loves the color yellow.
There is a sing, a flow around inside.
My daughter ooooos the color teal.
When they lay eyes on each other, they watch
each others’ mouths, see just who smiles first.
I’m just here, waiting to see who wants to dance
—si no la invito, me invita ella.
3, In the High Country © David St. John
Some days I am happy to be no one
The shifting grasses
In the May winds are miraculous enough
As they ripple through the meadow of lupine
The field as iridescent as a Renaissance heaven
& do you see that boy with his arms raised
Like one of Raphael’s angels held within
This hush & this pause & the sky’s lapis expanse?
That boy is my son & I am his only father
Even when I am no one
4, My Father’s Kites © Allison Joseph
were crude assemblages of paper sacks and twine,
amalgams of pilfered string and whittled sticks,
twigs pulled straight from his garden, dry patch
of stony land before our house only he
could tend into beauty, thorny roses goaded
into color. How did he make those makeshift
diamonds rise, grab ahold of the wind to sail
into sky like nothing in our neighborhood
of dented cars and stolid brick houses could?
It wasn’t through faith or belief in otherworldly
grace, but rather a metaphor from moving
on a street where cars rusted up on blocks,
monstrously immobile, and planes, bound
for that world we could not see, roared
above our heads, our houses pawns
in a bigger flight path. How tricky the launch
into air, the wait for the right eddy to lift
our homemade contraption into the sullen
blue sky above us, our eyes stinging
with the glut of the sun. And the sad tangle
after flight, collapse of grocery bags
and broken branches, snaggle of string
I still cannot unfurl. Father, you left me
with this unsated need to find the most
delicately useful of breezes, to send
myself into the untenable, balance my weight
as if on paper wings, a flutter then fall,
a stutter back to earth, an elastic sense
of being and becoming forged in our front
yard, your hand over mine over balled string.
5, from Pieces of Kate © Eamon Grennan
Her Junior High School graduation:
she’s singing alone
in front of the lot of us—
her voice soprano,
a woman’s. The Our Father
in French, the new language
making her strange, out there,
ready for anything. Sitting
together—her mother, her
father—we can hear
the racket of traffic
shake the main streets
of Jersey City as she sings
deliver us from evil,
and I wonder can she see me
in the dark here, years
from belief, on the edge
of tears. Doesn’t matter. She
doesn’t miss a beat, stays
in time, in tune—while into
our common silence I whisper,
Sing, love, sing your heart out!
6, A Boy and His Dad © Edgar Guest
A boy and his dad on a fishing-trip—
There is a glorious fellowship!
Father and son and the open sky
And the white clouds lazily drifting by,
And the laughing stream as it runs along
With the clicking reel like a martial song,
And the father teaching the youngster gay
How to land a fish in the sportsman’s way.
I fancy I hear them talking there
In an open boat, and the speech is fair.
And the boy is learning the ways of men
From the finest man in his youthful ken.
Kings, to the youngster, cannot compare
With the gentle father who’s with him there.
And the greatest mind of the human race
Not for one minute could take his place.
Which is happier, man or boy?
The soul of the father is steeped in joy,
For he’s finding out, to his heart’s delight,
That his son is fit for the future fight.
He is learning the glorious depths of him,
And the thoughts he thinks and his every whim;
And he shall discover, when night comes on,
How close he has grown to his little son.
A boy and his dad on a fishing-trip—
Builders of life’s companionship!
Oh, I envy them, as I see them there
Under the sky in the open air,
For out of the old, old long-ago
Come the summer days that I used to know,
When I learned life’s truths from my father’s lips
As I shared the joy of his fishing-trips.
7, Only a Dad © Edgar 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;
But glad in his heart that his own rejoice
To see him come and to hear his voice.
Only a dad with a brood of four,
One of ten million men or more
Plodding along in the daily strife,
Bearing the whips and the scorns of life,
With never a whimper of pain or hate,
For the sake of those who at home await.
Only a dad, neither rich nor proud,
Merely one of the surging crowd
Toiling, striving from day to day,
Facing whatever may come his way,
Silent whenever the harsh condemn,
And bearing it all for the love of them.
Only a dad but he gives his all
To smooth the way for his children small,
Doing with courage stern and grim,
The deeds that his father did for him.
This is the line that for him I pen:
Only a dad, but the best of men.
8, Those Winter Sundays © Robert Hayden
Sundays too my father got up early
and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,
then with cracked hands that ached
from labor in the weekday weather made
banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.
I’d wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking.
When the rooms were warm, he’d call,
and slowly I would rise and dress,
fearing the chronic angers of that house,
Speaking indifferently to him,
who had driven out the cold
and polished my good shoes as well.
What did I know, what did I know
of love’s austere and lonely offices?
9, The Gift © Li-Young Lee
To pull the metal splinter from my palm
my father recited a story in a low voice.
I watched his lovely face and not the blade.
Before the story ended, he’d removed
the iron sliver I thought I’d die from.
I can’t remember the tale,
but hear his voice still, a well
of dark water, a prayer.
And I recall his hands,
two measures of tenderness
he laid against my face,
the flames of discipline
he raised above my head.
Had you entered that afternoon
you would have thought you saw a man
planting something in a boy’s palm,
a silver tear, a tiny flame.
Had you followed that boy
you would have arrived here,
where I bend over my wife’s right hand.
Look how I shave her thumbnail down
so carefully she feels no pain.
Watch as I lift the splinter out.
I was seven when my father
took my hand like this,
and I did not hold that shard
between my fingers and think,
Metal that will bury me,
christen it Little Assassin,
Ore Going Deep for My Heart.
And I did not lift up my wound and cry,
Death visited here!
I did what a child does
when he’s given something to keep.
I kissed my father.
The whiskey on your breath
Could make a small boy dizzy;
But I hung on like death:
Such waltzing was not easy.
We romped until the pans
Slid from the kitchen shelf;
My mother’s countenance
Could not unfrown itself.
The hand that held my wrist
Was battered on one knuckle;
At every step you missed
My right ear scraped a buckle.
You beat time on my head
With a palm caked hard by dirt,
Then waltzed me off to bed
Still clinging to your shirt.
11, Special Hero © Christina M. Kerschen
When I was a baby,
you would hold me in your arms.
I felt the love and tenderness,
keeping me safe from harm.
I would look up into your eyes,
and all the love I would see.
How did I get so lucky?
You were the dad chosen for me.
There is something special
about a father’s love.
Seems it was sent to me
from someplace up above.
Our love is everlasting.
I just wanted you to know
that you’re my special hero,
and I wanted to tell you so.
12, Looking Up to You © Michele Meleen
When I look up,
you look down
and we see eye to eye.
You are big
and I am small,
each other’s favorite guy.
This Father’s Day
and all to come
I’ll look up to you.
Because you are
who I want to be,
The best dad I could learn through.
13, Happy Father’s Day to My Hero © Kelly Roper
Dad, you are my hero,
Because of all you do.
And on this Father’s Day,
I want to say
I’m proud of you!
I love you so much, Dad,
And I want to be sure you know,
That every day in every way,
I’ll love you more as I grow.
14, My Miracle Dad © Crystal M. Deprey
I know that I’m not perfect, and I’m sure you know that too,
But it means the world to know that I can always talk to you.
I am sure you didn’t expect all this when you took me in to stay.
But you still loved me enough that you did it anyway.
You always seemed so calm, when deep down you were so scared,
And no matter how serious it was, you always seemed prepared.
I know I’m lucky to have you here, after all that you’ve been through,
And no matter what just happened, I can always say I love you.
You always can forgive me, even when times get bad,
And I’ll love you until the day I die, because you are my miracle dad!
15, Daddy, I Love You © Laura Phipps
You held me up when I was weak.
You hugged me close when tears I’d weep.
When things got hard, you pushed me through.
You always showed me you loved me true.
I know there were times I made you cry, and to this day,
I don’t know why.
For without you, where would I be?
I am thankful God gave you to me.
Thanks, Dad, for you are one in a million.
16, To Dad on Father’s Day © Kelly Roper
Take my little hand in yours
And we’ll walk along the shores.
Bring me along with you so I can
take part in everything you do,
I will always be your child, but I’ll
Only be young for a short while.
And I don’t want to miss any time
With you, precious dad of mine.
17, Happy Father’s Year © Michele Meleen
It’s really a shame
they only give you one day
to be celebrated by me.
You deserve a whole year
and every day really
So, I won’t say
Happy Father’s Day.
Instead, this is what you’ll hear:
Happy Father’s Year!
18, Open Arms © Nicole R. Melson
You’re the one with open arms
When the darkness closes in.
When the shadows come and the nightmares make it hard to sleep,
You’re always there to chase them all away.
You were there with every skinned knee and every time I cried.
When I messed up, you were there to show me what I did wrong.
When you went to work in your big truck,
I waited patiently at the window for my daddy to arrive.
As I got older and wanted different things,
The one thing that never changed
Was running into my daddy’s arms.
19, You’re My Best Friend © Ashley
You’re more than a dad
But a kind, loving man
You showed me the ways
In which I stand
You taught me good from bad
And all there is to know
I love you so much,
And your gentleness shows
You care for me and love me so much
You watch over me with your gentle touch
You make me feel special
With all the love you show
Thank you, dad, for being there for me
Through the rough and so
You’re not only my dad
But a best friend, it’s true
For I love you so much
And this is from me to you
20, Sharing is Caring © Michele Meleen
I got you a gift
for Father’s Day
and since you’re so good
at showing you care,
I know when you open it
you’ll want to share!
Happy Father’s Day Poems From Daughter
1, Daddy’s Princess © Unknown
I’m daddy’s little princess, daddy’s little girl!
I make a little curtsy, and give my dress a twirl.
I smile so sweet and kiss your cheek,
And I can ask for anything,
Because I’m daddy’s little princess, the center of your world!
2, You’ve Raised A Child With Flair © Unknown
You’ve raised a child with flair!
You gave me looks and brains and modesty
All beyond compare!
3, When You’re Old With Dentures © Unknown
Dad you are the very best,
So I’ve got something to suggest,
One day I’ll take care of you,
When you’re old with dentures too,
And when your age has lots of zeros,
Then you will still be my hero!
4, Always There for Your Daughter © Joanna Fuchs
Every day the whole year through,
I feel grateful you are my father.
Some fathers don’t have time for their kids,
But for you I’m never a bother.
You always make the effort to listen and share;
You’re always there when you’re needed.
It warms me to know how much you care,
And with that knowledge my worries are defeated
Dad, you are truly admired and adored,
And as your daughter, I hope that you know,
These sentiments fill me each day of the year,
And my love for you continues to grow.
Happy Fathers Day!
5, Everything Dad © Joanna Fuchs
A little girl needs her daddy
To love her with manly charm,
To soothe her when she’s hurt,
And keep her safe from harm.
A girl needs her dad
To show her a man who’s good,
To help her make right choices,
As only a father could.
A woman needs her father
Just to be aware,
He’ll always be there for her
To sustain her and to care.
You’ve been all these things, Dad.
I hope that you can see
How much I treasure you;
You mean everything to me.
6, Daddy’s Girl © Leila Devlin
Time to play,
I missed you,
off at work all day.
We’ll seek and hide
and skip and jog,
and when we’re done
we’ll look for frogs.
Today I helped Mommy
sweep the rugs,
maybe after dinner
you can help me catch bugs.
Maybe I’ll help
out in the yard,
fixing the truck
won’t be so hard.
I cherish this time
you share with me,
I love you, Daddy,
I know you love me.
7, Daddy’s Little Girl © Leila Devlin
I have only been your little girl,
For just a little while.
I can’t say “I love you” with words,
So, I say it with a smile.
Right now, I feel the safest,
When your strong arms hold me tight.
When you cuddle me so gently,
As I fall asleep at night.
When I grow up and become my own,
I know this much is true.
When I need some strength,
I’ll think of the love I found in you.
8, Memories Of My Dad © Rebecca D. Cook
He wasn’t a hero
Known by the world,
But a hero he was
To his little girl.
My daddy was a god
Who knew all things.
And better than Santa,
With the gifts he’d bring.
I knew his voice
Before I could speak
And loved it when
He would sing me to sleep.
He changed my diapers
And sat up all night
When my body was weak
And I’d put up a fight.
He’d come home late
With not much to say
And made us all kneel
As he taught me to pray.
He taught me life’s lessons
Of right from wrong
And instilled in me values
That I might be strong.
And so through the years,
Like a hero he stood.
Working to give
All that he could.
His presence was important,
And we loved to see him smile,
For no one in the world
Could emulate his style.
And so, dear Dad,
My best memory to recall
Is the gift of your presence,
The greatest gift of all.
9, My Father, My Friend © Peggy Stewart
For my father, my friend,
This to me you have always been.
Through the good times and the bad,
Your understanding I have had.
A gentle man at heart,
This sets you apart
From the others I’ve seen.
You mean so much to me.
The laughter we have shared
Cannot be compared.
The tears I have shed,
As you lovingly nodded your head.
You have always been there,
With a smile and a hug,
A precious gift from our God up above.
The times that I have been down and sad,
Your silly ways could always make me glad.
You gave me strength to carry on,
Even when all hope seemed to be gone.
The lessons in life that I have learned
Are from your genuine love and concern.
With deep appreciation for all you have done.
Are my number one.
With all my love, Your Daughter, Your Friend
10, My Daddy © Ranja Kujala
I sit and look back to how far I can remember,
And you are always there next to me.
Each and every day you were helping me grow up,
And making me be the best that I can be.
Your love was forever strong,
Your cuddles forever tight.
Every day since I was born,
Your love was always in sight.
I will always be your Baby Girl,
And you will always be my Dad.
I know I will always be the luckiest
To have the best Dad any girl could have had.
My Daddy, I love you with all my heart,
Much more than I ever say.
You are my world, my everything,
Each and every day.
Happy Father’s Day Poems From Son
1, Father’s Day In Heaven © Ron Tranmer
I love you and I miss you, Dad,
and though you’ve passed away,
you’ll never be forgotten,
for I think of you each day.
If heaven celebrates this day
how special it will be.
A gathering of the many dads
upon our family tree.
Your father and grandfather
and great grandfather too.
How wonderful it is, if they
can spend this day with you.
By Ron Tranmer May you know how much I love you
though I’m here and you are there.
Happy Father’s Day in heaven
to the best dad anywhere!
2, You Mean So Much To Me © Unknown
How can I ever tell you what how much you mean to me?
When you are around the grass always seems to be green.
You lighten up my day with your smile that is so bright,
Thanks to you we might not even require the stars at night.
Cause the stars are right there into your eyes,
Mom fell in love with them, is definitely no surprise.
You are the most handsome man I have ever met,
With a heart just as amazing, Daddy you are so perfect.
3, Children need a Daddy © Nicholas Gordon
Funny need a Daddy
For many, many things:
Like holding them high off the ground
Where the sunlight sings!
Like being the deep music
That tells them all is right
When they awaken frantic with
The terrors of the night.
Like being the great mountain
That rises in their hearts
And shows them how they might get home
When all else falls apart.
Like giving them the love
That is their sea and air,
So diving deep or soaring high
They’ll always find him there.
4, My Superhero © Unknown
Dad you know that I like Batman,
And Superman’s cool too,
But I don’t really need them,
As long as I have you!
5, One Day I’ll Be Big © Unknown
One day I’ll be big like you,
And strong and smart and brave,
Dad you are a hero to me,
Happy Father’s Day!
6, Generous Dad © Unknown
I think you are the greatest dad,
You’re generous all day long,
So won’t you lend me 50 bucks,
And prove that I’m not wrong?
7, Happy Father’s Day © Unknown
A Dad is a person
who is loving and kind,
And often he knows
what you have on your mind.
He’s someone who listens,
suggests, and defends.
A dad can be one
of your very best friends!
He’s proud of your triumphs,
but when things go wrong,
A dad can be patient
and helpful and strong
In all that you do,
a dad’s love plays a part.
There’s always a place for him
deep in your heart.
And each year that passes,
you’re even more glad,
More grateful and proud
just to call him your dad!
Thank you, Dad…
for listening and caring,
for giving and sharing,
but, especially, for just being you!
Happy Father’s Day.
8, Strength from My Dad © Indranil Halder
Little I knew,what dreams to dream…
But an inner urge always pushed me…
to break free….the strong frontier…
To build my nest….far or near…
My inner light caught the auburn highlights…
Of my intricate thoughts…my subconscious far-sight…
The pillar of my strength…my “dad” caught me…
there i went.an Indian student …to Aussie…
A speeding child careened passed me…
As I take a leap of faith…to the University…
thoughtless …ignorant…and cruel remarks came…
there i stood…but ..not drained in shame…
The tough gritty..strikingly beautiful place…
with its soaring buildings and ornate bridges….
the vast parks were quiet and still…..
the whole neighbourhood touched in emerald hill….
No din and bustle…no rickshaw tinkling….
no trams..no sweat…no girlfriend winking….
I stood alone in my Indian outfit…
My eyes moistened…with undaunted spirit…
I walked through the foyer…with its high ceiling and mosaic…
The wooden door stained…with panel of cloudy glass..
struggling to change the world’s perception…
with persistent patience …I still stand amass….
my courage,my will,my passion..my zeal…
my anxiety..my fears…my fist and inner fury….
made me win the battle..i fought at length….
I stand now…Warrior..in the Sanctuary……………
9, Silent, Strong Dad © Karen K. Boyer
He never looks for praises.
He’s never one to boast.
He just goes on quietly working
For those he loves the most.
His dreams are seldom spoken.
His wants are very few,
And most of the time his worries
Will go unspoken, too.
He’s there…a firm foundation
Through all our storms of life,
A sturdy hand to hold onto
In times of stress and strife.
A true friend we can turn to
When times are good or bad.
One of our greatest blessings,
The man that we call Dad.
10, My Dad © Vicky Frye
If I could write a story,
It would be the greatest ever told.
I’d write about my daddy,
For he had a heart of gold.
My dad, he was no hero
Known around this world.
He was everything to me,
For I was his baby girl.
I’d write about the lessons.
He taught me right from wrong.
He instilled in me the values
That one day I’d be strong.
He taught me to face my fears,
Take each day as it comes,
For there are things that we can’t change.
He would say what’s done is done.
He would say hold your head up high,
Carry yourself with pride.
Thanks to him, I am somebody,
I will never run and hide.
If I could write a story,
It would be the greatest ever told.
I’d write about my daddy,
For he had a heart of gold.
Funny Happy Father’s Day Poems
1, A Child Like Me © Unknown
What a lucky dad you are,
What a lucky man,
To have a brilliant daughter/son like me,
As a member of your clan!
2, I Know You Like Me Best © Unknown
Daddy I know your secret,
That you’ve tried to keep suppressed,
I promise I won’t tell anyone,
But I know you like me best!
3, I Know Sometime’s I’m a Pain © Unknown
It’s Father’s Day, I’m sure you knew,
So here’s a wish that’s just for you,
I know that sometimes I’m a pain,
And almost cause a ruptured brain,
Thanks for loving me anyway,
And have a happy father’s day!
4, Once A Year © Denise Rodgers
Comes once a year.
But you are special,
This is clear.
On each and every other day
There is no need for Father’s Day.
On all three hundred sixty-four
You are the dad that I adore.
So on three hundred sixty-fifth,
I’m happy you’re the dad I’m with.
5, When You’re A Father © Denise Rodgers
They say if you’re a father
You’ve got eyes behind your head,
And lots of fine-tuned radar
When your kids are off to bed.
They say when you’re a father
That your arms are wide for hugging,
And also wide enough to stop
Your children from wild slugging.
They say when you’re a father
That your kids think you’re not “fair.”
But when they are in trouble,
Well, they know you’ll soon be there.
They say when you’re a father
You must mix your work with play.
And when your kids grow older,
“Happy Father’s Day.”
6, Brand New Dad © Denise Rodgers
It’s time for happy Father’s Day
And you’re a brand new dad.
You have to get adjusted
As it’s not a passing fad.
It’s time for dirty diapers,
Messy meals and noisy nights.
But also gurgling giggling fun
And smiley, happy sights.
So, welcome now, to fatherhood.
It’s yours, the good and bad.
And I am downright certain
You are one fantastic dad!
7, Twenty Bucks © Denise Rodgers
Happy Father’s Day.
You’re the tops.
Your list of good traits
You’re always there
To fix a bike
Or change a spare.
You’re good for laughs
And grins and yucks
(and could I please
have twenty bucks?)
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