What A Dad Will Do For His Daughter by Cheryl D'Aprix
What a Dad will do for his daughter is rock his sick baby girl
until the sun peeks through the darkness
letting him know the night of worry is over.
He will take her small hand in his and walk slowly as she takes her first
walk to the ice cream shop to share a cone full of heaven on earth.
He will sip from the tiny tea cup she has set in front of him
and in harmony with the stuffed animals carefully placed in their seats
he will sing the praises of her great hospitality.
He will sit through dance recitals and fashion shows
where he is the only audience
and will clap with the enthusiasm of a thousand people.
He will take her fishing and play soccer,
and introduce her to the world outside
as if just experiencing it for the first time himself.
Perhaps he is.
He will sit with her through sweat and tears over homework
that was supposed to be turned in the day before
and he'll smile as they finish, seeing her relief.
He will place a firm hand on the shoulder of the young man that comes
to take her to the school dance
silently letting him know where he stands and what he expects.
He will watch with overflowing pride as his young lady
accepts her high school diploma
and will silently pray to God to calm his fears
and get him throughout the day.
He will be full of conversation and more than happy to listen
when she calls home now and then.
Even when the game of the year is on.
He will gently fold her arm around his
and with all the courage and faith he can hold onto
he will stroll down the aisle,
giving her hand but keeping her youth.
He will be the first one in the maternity ward ,
at the nursery window,
carefully inspecting the activities of his new family member.
Another part of her, another part of him.
He will reassure her as time rages on
and the signs of his old age start to frighten her.
He will caress her hand with a passion
to which she has never felt
as he whispers his last wishes to her.
He will come to her heart for all her life
as she sees his manner in herself
or his features in her children.
He will live in the smiles
that grace her face
as she remembers the things he did for her.
until the sun peeks through the darkness
letting him know the night of worry is over.
He will take her small hand in his and walk slowly as she takes her first
walk to the ice cream shop to share a cone full of heaven on earth.
He will sip from the tiny tea cup she has set in front of him
and in harmony with the stuffed animals carefully placed in their seats
he will sing the praises of her great hospitality.
He will sit through dance recitals and fashion shows
where he is the only audience
and will clap with the enthusiasm of a thousand people.
He will take her fishing and play soccer,
and introduce her to the world outside
as if just experiencing it for the first time himself.
Perhaps he is.
He will sit with her through sweat and tears over homework
that was supposed to be turned in the day before
and he'll smile as they finish, seeing her relief.
He will place a firm hand on the shoulder of the young man that comes
to take her to the school dance
silently letting him know where he stands and what he expects.
He will watch with overflowing pride as his young lady
accepts her high school diploma
and will silently pray to God to calm his fears
and get him throughout the day.
He will be full of conversation and more than happy to listen
when she calls home now and then.
Even when the game of the year is on.
He will gently fold her arm around his
and with all the courage and faith he can hold onto
he will stroll down the aisle,
giving her hand but keeping her youth.
He will be the first one in the maternity ward ,
at the nursery window,
carefully inspecting the activities of his new family member.
Another part of her, another part of him.
He will reassure her as time rages on
and the signs of his old age start to frighten her.
He will caress her hand with a passion
to which she has never felt
as he whispers his last wishes to her.
He will come to her heart for all her life
as she sees his manner in herself
or his features in her children.
He will live in the smiles
that grace her face
as she remembers the things he did for her.
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The inspiration for this poem came from a scene at our supper table. There my husband sat with a "Barbie Doll' necklace on sipping out of a very small tea cup and looking at our four year old daughter with such love and adoration that I thought "There is nothing this wonderful Dad wouldn't do for her." And so a poem is born in dedication to Dad's everywhere.
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that was an excellent poem. i lost my dad when i was only 6 yrs. old. i wish i could have experienced that with my dad - sarah |
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This is a very touching poem! I loved it! - Shannon |
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This one hit the spot. I had to move from Biloxi after the hurricane. My wife and kids are left in Natchez, MS and I am in Memphis, TN now. Your poem let me walk back in time. thank you - Stephen |
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Losing my dad at a young age, i never got to experience many of these things. reading this poem let me experience all the joys of a father. - Susan |
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. wow . i really love this poem . my dad had killed himself almost 4 years ago . I was only 9. So its really hard for a 13 yaer old girl to deal with it. I really like this poem . Good job! - jessika |
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It was so touching that it made me cry. Im losing my father to cancer and this poem helped a lot. - jamie lyn |
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i read your poem . I was going thought pomems beause my dad is passing away and i cane to your poem and it tuch me good it sound just like me and my dad. before the time i got done reading it i had tear in my eyes i love your poem so much my mom ask me to say it when my dad pass away. please don't let no one say it is not good beause it is. thank you very much. nellie - nellie |
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This was a very touching poem and it makes me wish for that same love upon my daughter someday - Jeni |
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THIS POEM REALLY HIT HOME WITH ME LOSING MY FATHER THIRTEEN YEARS AGO. HE DIED OF A VERY CRIPPLING DISEASE, WHICH LEFT HIM BED RIDDEN FOR THE LAST SIX YEARS OF HIS LIFE. BUT, I WAS THERE SHORTLY BEFORE HE DIED AND HE TOOK MY HAND, AND TOLD ME,"I LOVE YOU. " I MISS HIM VERY MUCH, HE WAS ALWAYS THERE FOR ME, AND LISTENED TO MY PROBLEMS. - Debra |
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thank you, this was a well written poem about the relationship between a father and daughter. to those of us who have lost our fathers it helps to find peace of mind that he will be with us for the rest of our lives. THANK YOU again. - lisa |
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very good - angelica |
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Being a "Daddy's Girl" at 32 this poem made me cry. My dad died three years ago due to lung cancer. He was all that this poem said and more. Even today. I will always be a "Daddy's Girl". - Katrina |
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hiya! this poem is very touching. i love my dad wiv all my heart he is the onli man i will eva trust in my life. i am 15 years of age and there is no chance anybody could take my dad away from me, wel so i thought he has chnged so much since he has been wiv his g. f even tho i love her 2 peices i know mine an my dads bond is tooo strong for her to brake bt it wont stop her from trying! i wud rather die b4 my dad cz then i wudnt have 2 live a second without him cz tha wud be enuff 2 kill me! this poem is jus amazing xx - alex |
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this was a very sweet poem it mad me cry its too bad all fathers arnt like that unfortunatly mine isnt take care hun - ginny |
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This was beautiful. I also have a 4 year old daughter. I cried before I got to the end of it! - BJ |
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My son has just been blessed with his first daughter and this is something that he will enjoy reading and make him realize how lucky he is to have a daughter to share his life with. Thanks - Jacqueline |
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your poem is aweosme as soon as i started to read it i thought of my dad and how much he means to me this poem truly tuched me at the i just broke down and cryed grate job Cheryl keep it up - leah |
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The first half of this poem seems to describe the 8 years i have had with my daughter since her birth and i can see us in each part. Thank you for your words. - mark |
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This poem has touched me because my father has not done anything worth wild towards me and it made me appreciate my stepdad more for everything he has done. Thanks to whom wrote this. It brought a tear to my eye. - Kristy |
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That poems was very beautifully written. I am 16 yrs. old and as i read that poem i find myself in the middle of it. I Love that poem it is so true and it honors the wonderful fathers in our lives. - Vanessa |
