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31 Father and Son Poems To Celebrate Dad

Inside: Poems for Fathers & Sons 

The relationship between a Father and Son is an important one. As a young boy, you will look up to your Father as an example of what you want to be when you grow up. It can be a relationship full of laughs, cries, and many learning experiences.

Your Father is not only someone who takes care of you but that you can depend on.

Father’s Day is coming up and I for one can not be more excited. I love having the opportunity to spoil my Dad in ways that he would normally NEVER let throughout the year. It’s a day for you to show them just how much they mean to you, and how much you love them.

Father & Son Poems

One of my favorite things to do for my Dad on Father’s Day is to give him a poem, just like moms the sweet words is what he wants the most. This may sound cheesy, but even the toughest Dad’s will melt when reading such a telling tale of the heart.

I love poetry because it gives you the opportunity to express yourself in a clean, clear, and artistic way. It really makes the whole occasion feel that much more special. If you are interested in giving your dad a poem for this Father’s Day, then check out the lists below.

I have compiled some of the best poems dedicated to Father & Son Relationships for you to look through.

If none of these connect with you on the level that you are hoping for, that is okay! You can still give him a poem…if you write it yourself. Now don’t get too scared, it’s easier than it sounds. Stick around until the end of the article for a simple step-by-step tutorial on how to write your own poem for your Dad.

Poems on Father and Son Relationship

1. Love For My Son

I never want this to go unsaid,
So here in this poem is for it to be said.
There are no words to express how much you mean to me,
A son like you, I thought could never be.
Because the day you were born, I just knew,
God sent me a blessing – and that was you.
For this I thank Him every day.
You are the true definition of a son, in every way.
It is because of you that my life has meaning.
Becoming a mom has shown me a new sense of being.
I want you to know that you were the purpose of my life,
Out of everything I did, it was you that I did right.
Always remember that I know how much you care,
I can tell by the relationship that we share.
For a son like you there could be no other,
And whether we are together or apart,
Please do not ever forget,
You will always have a piece of my heart.

-Valerie Capasso

2. To My Son

Oh, how the years go by.
Oh, how time can certainly fly.
From once just a thought in faraway dreams,
now into my arms and in my eyes gleam
the presence of you.
Your laughter and smiles,
which go on for miles,
warm my heart and soul.
You’re growing up so fast,
as I wish each moment with you to forever last.
My little boy will someday be a man,
and right by your side I will forever stand.
I will pick up the pieces when you fall.
I will hold your hand and help you stand tall.
And when the day comes when you are on your own,
never feel that you are alone.
No matter how near or far apart,
I am always right there in your heart.
Always remember whatever you go through
that no matter what, I will always love you.

-Amy R. Cambell

3. My Father Moved Through Dooms Of Love

my father moved through dooms of love
through sames of am through haves of give,
singing each morning out of each night
my father moved through depths of height

this motionless forgetful where
turned at his glance to shining here;
that if (so timid air is firm)
under his eyes would stir and squirm

newly as from unburied which
floats the first who, his april touch
drove sleeping selves to swarm their fates
woke dreamers to their ghostly roots

and should some why completely weep
my father’s fingers brought her sleep:
vainly no smallest voice might cry
for he could feel the mountains grow.

Lifting the valleys of the sea
my father moved through griefs of joy;
praising a forehead called the moon
singing desire into begin

-E. E. Cummings

4. Father & Son

On these occasions, the feelings surprise,
Spontaneous as rain, and they compel
Explicitness, embarrassed eyes——
Father, you’re not Polonius, you’re reticent,
But sure. I can already tell
The unction and falsetto of the sentiment
Which gratifies the facile mouth, but springs
From no felt, had, and wholly known things.
You must let me tell you what you fear
When you wake up from sleep, still drunk with sleep:
You are afraid of time and its slow drip,
Like melting ice, like smoke upon the air
In February’s glittering sunny day.
Your guilt is nameless, because its name is time,
Because its name is death. But you can stop
Time as it dribbles from you, drop by drop.
But I thought time was full of promises,
Even as now, the emotion of going away——

5. My Five-Year-Old Son is Sad He Can’t Run The 100m 

He can’t get over it
But what
I need
To do
Is get over it
I need to do the work

When he came home from
School and explained to
Why the Taj Mahal
Was built
I cried

Build a ladder

-Christopher Allen  

Sweet poem for fathers from son

6. My Father, My Father

My father

My father

Made me see

How beautiful this world can really be.

-Dakota Ellerton

7. Only A Dad

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.
-Edgar Albert Guest

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My father knows the proper way
The nation should be run;
He tells us children every day
Just what should now be done.
He knows the way to fix the trusts,
He has a simple plan;
But if the furnace needs repairs,
We have to hire a man.
My father, in a day or two
Could land big thieves in jail;
There’s nothing that he cannot do,
He knows no word like “fail.”
“Our confidence” he would restore,
Of that there is no doubt;
But if there is a chair to mend,
We have to send it out.
-Edgar Albert Guest

9. Sleep When the Baby Sleeps

“Sleep when the baby sleeps,”

they say.

As if sleeping is a switch easily turned on.

Especially when all of your mind’s power is being used for the electricity of fatherhood.

-Marcus Amaker

10. Life Lessons

You may have thought I didn’t see,
Or that I hadn’t heard,
Life lessons that you taught to me,
But I got every word.

Perhaps you thought I missed it all,
And that we’d grow apart,
But Dad, I picked up everything,
It’s written on my heart.

Without you, Dad, I wouldn’t be
The person I am today;
You built a strong foundation
No one can take away.

I’ve grown up with your values,
And I’m very glad I did;
So here’s to you, dear father,
From your forever grateful kid.

-Joanna Fuchs

Famous Poems About Father and Son

Believe it or not, Fathers are pretty universal thing. So naturally, even some of the most famous people in history have written about their fathers. I wanted to include some of these poems. I think it is just so cool to be able to see how fathers can affect people through generations, places, and times. If the name doesn’t sound familiar, that’s because I also included some of the most known Father’s poems in general, not just from famous people. You won’t want to miss these.

11. On the Birth of a Son

Families when a child is born
Hope it will turn out intelligent.
I, through intelligence
Having wrecked my whole life,
Only hope that the baby will prove
Ignorant and stupid.
Then he’ll be happy all his days
And grow into a cabinet minister.
-Su Tung-Po

12. The Little Boy Lost

Father, father, where are you going
       O do not walk so fast.
Speak father, speak to your little boy
       Or else I shall be lost,
The night was dark no father was there
       The child was wet with dew.
The mire was deep, & the child did weep
       And away the vapour flew.
-William Blake

13. Father, Where Do the Wild Swans Go?

Father, where do the wild swans go?
         Far, far. Ceaselessly winging,
         Their necks outstraining, they haste them singing
         Far, far. Whither, none may know.
Father, where do the cloud-ships go?
         Far, far. The winds pursue them,
         And over the shining heaven strew them
         Far, far. Whither, none may know.
Father, where do the days all go?
         Far, far. Each runs and races—
         No one can catch them, they leave no traces—
         Far, far. Whither, none may know.
But father, we—where do we then go?
         Far, far. Our dim eyes veiling,
         With bended head we go sighing, wailing
         Far, far. Whither none may know.

14. Tears in My Daddy’s Eyes

He was always my pillar when I knew I’d fall,
Always my anchor so strong and tall.
His hard face changes only for me.
His softer side, so careless and free.
He knows my dreams are too big for this place.
His little girl’s leaving, ready to begin her race.
He knows I’ll be thinking of him wherever I go.
I know I’m ready to do this on my own,
But still I cry and he holds me tight,
He tries to be strong, not a tear in sight.
I’m ready to reach for the stars in the sky.
He’s ready to watch his princess fly.
It’s time to let go, sure of a path to take,
But now I know, even pillars can break.
For when I drive away, trying to stifle my cries,
All I could see were tears in my father’s eyes.


15. Carpentry

Whitman’s father was a carpenter.
He was so happy hammering houses
That he jumped with a shout from the roof beam
And rolled with a yawp in the timothy.
This led his son to conclude wrongly
That all workmen are singers.
-Carl Dennis

16. Youth

Strange bird,
His song remains secret.
He worked too hard to read books.
He never heard how Sherwood Anderson
Got out of it, and fled to Chicago, furious to free himself
From his hatred of factories.
My father toiled fifty years
At Hazel-Atlas Glass,
Caught among girders that smash the kneecaps
Of dumb honyaks.
Did he shudder with hatred in the cold shadow of grease?
Maybe. But my brother and I do know
He came home as quiet as the evening.
He will be getting dark, soon,
And loom through new snow.
I know his ghost will drift home
To the Ohio River, and sit down, alone,
Whittling a root.
He will say nothing.
The waters flow past, older, younger
Than he is, or I am.
-James Wright

17. Dad

Many poems have been written to explain,
How a mother’s love can soothe the pain.
But little has been said about a Father’s concern,
So . . . now . . . I think it must be his turn.

A Father’s love for his offspring,
Is just like that of a solid gold ring.
No matter what, it is unending,
Never breaking; though . . . sometimes bending.

His love is as strong as a mother’s; although . . .
Due to his personality, it sometimes doesn’t show.
There is no question of how strong..
Or of its lasting . . . however long.

So no matter if his child is good or bad,
There is no Love stronger, than that of a Dad.


18. Into Your Arms

Especially on gray days,
when the sky can only weep,
I feel your closeness

As the clouds shelter us
from all that has not yet happened
with a warm blanket into your arms

-Fd. Wit

19. More or Less Traveled

Well, ol’ boy
stood in the vista, a little lost
but feet finding the pub

that sun tried to make its point
which, though we acknowledged,
we tried to sidestep

clag mud added heavy boots
while loose, happy chat sat
in apotheosis

til a moussaka
and a couple of sublime fish dishes
let us sit down and rest

after miles
these muscles pretend to ache

-David Robinson

20.  Why I Love Being Your Friend

Because you sang to me when I could not sleep; because you held me when I needed it; because of the years of laughing and crying and other lovely and terrible emotions I see in the lines etched in your face; because you never once held me back, never once doubted me or my own path; because you never let all of the painful moments and mistakes I had pass without showing me what God wanted to teach me; because you accept my flaws, accept my needs, and push me to realize I am worthy of love and happiness; because you gave me the strong belief system that I rely on daily; because you showed me what a healthy family is, striking the dream of growing my own one day into my heart; & because you are my mom and dad; one I share your namesake, the other made me your spittin’ image, and when I hear my name, or see my image in the mirror, I can’t help but feel you close to me, and no matter the distance, I feel you holding me when I need it, and hear you singing to me when I cannot sleep.

-Chris Bee

Famous Fathers Day Poems

Dad and Son’s Poetry

I hope these poems have got you all sorts of grateful for your old man. If you haven’t connected with any of these yet, don’t worry. There is something on this last list that may be for you. If not, then you can use all of these poems as inspiration for your own. There is always a solution! Now take a look.

21. My Dad did Not Want to Roller Skate

My dad’s car was on the fritz
He got talked into roller skating.
I am twenty-two he argued.
Too old for it.
But they could walk there.

He noticed a young woman.
She could really skate.
Like him.
He kept watching her.
A voice said “She is the one”.
He had been looking for a wife.

He pursued her like a tiger.
Made friends with her brothers.
Stopped by his cousin’s place of business.
Where she worked as a secretary.
She tried to ignore him but it did not work.
They were married in January.

– Caren Krutsinger 

22. Who’s your Daddy

What makes a man a Daddy, let’s give that some thought.
Is it the seed that he donates or maybe some diapers that he bought?
Could it be a video game given, or the latest shiny phone?
Was it when he divorced your mother and left you all alone?

I can’t imagine that a real Daddy could ever abandon his kids.
Isn’t that something that being a good Christian forbids?
Imagine that your children wanted to serve to keep you free.
Would a Daddy kick them out? Think of that family tree.

I believe a Daddy would be there invariably through thick or thin.
No matter what a book might tell him, he would never abandon his kin.
I would give my life for my kids; I would even forfeit my soul.
They will get all that I have, down to my last spoon and bowl.

My children are mine forever, that’s a promise set in stone.
They will forever be welcome, in my unconditional home.
As a Daddy, I’ll show them support, even when I think they’re wrong.
I will never make them feel, like they’re alone, and don’t belong.

-Mark Koplin  

23. DAD



24. Empty Coffee Cup Haiku

empty coffee cup
sitting upon the table
reminds me of Dad


25. Inventing Father In Las Vegas

If I could see nothing but the smoke
From the tip of his cigar, I would know everything
About the years before the war.
If his face were halved by shadow I would know
This was a street where an EATS sign trembled
And a Greek served coffee black as a dog’s eye.
If I could see nothing but his wrist I would know
About the slot machine and I could reconstruct
The weak chin and ruin of his youth, the summer
My father was a gypsy with oiled hair sleeping
In a Murphy bed and practicing clairvoyance.
I could fill his vast Packard with showgirls
And keep him forever among the difficult buttons
Of the bodice, among the rustling of their names,
Miss Christina, Miss Lorraine.

-Lynn Emanuel 

26. Walk A Little Slower Daddy

Walk a little slower Daddy” said a child so small,
“I’m following in your footsteps and I don’t want to fall.

Sometimes your steps are very fast,
Sometimes they’re hard to see;
So walk a little slower, Daddy,
For you are leading me.

Someday when I’m all grown up,
You’re what I want to be;
Then I will have a little child
Who’ll want to follow me.

And I would want to lead just right,
And know that I was true,
So walk a little slower, Daddy,
For I must follow you.”


27. Unknown

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle’s flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so, He called it … Dad


28. Dad’s Here Now

Sometimes I look at you,

and think what it would be like to,

Live without you every day,

the thought fills me with dismay.

I know that one day you’ll have to leave,

so I am grateful for the love I have received.


29. My Father, My Friend

We spent our days on the living room floor,

playing with legos until our butts were sore.

Your creations were always better than mine,

but you never dimmed my shine.

Those times spent together will be something I,

Will hold close to my heart until the day I die.


30. Golf Day This Dad

You drove the ball high
It flew and touched the sky
I heard, “FORE!”
And ducked therefore
But the ball hit my thigh

-Thabang Ngoma

31. Fathers Acrostic 

“F” aithful.
“A” lways there.
“T” rustworthy.
“H” onoring.
“E” ver-loving.
“R” ighteous.
“S” upportive.


How To Write Your Own Father & Son Poem

Step One: Brainstorm

Spend some time reflecting on all of the ways you are grateful for your dad. What are some of your favorite traits he carries? What are some things you have learned from him? What are some of your favorite memories? Get clear on all of these things.

Step Two: Pick a Topic

Now, pick one of the things you brainstormed about to be the topic of your poem. You can do one about the overall effect your father has had on you throughout the years, or you can write about something more specific. It is really up to you! But remember, poems don’t always have to rhyme and there really isn’t a right or wrong way to write one. Especially when you are making it for someone you love.

Step Three: Write!

Here is the fun part, writing! Take your topic and run with it. Remember that it doesn’t have to be perfect right away. Just get those thoughts onto the page and you can edit and rewrite things later on. The important part is to fully put your feelings out onto the page.

Father and Son Poems

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