A Corny Poem Honoring My Dad
Dad, Father, Papa, Pops...
Whatever name resonates in your heart.
My dad was always there for me,
making my life tops.
He taught me that life is like a Sine wave
that continues until life stops.
My dad was...
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Dad, Father, Papa, Pops...
Whatever name resonates in your heart.
My dad was always there for me,
making my life tops.
He taught me that life is like a Sine wave
that continues until life stops.
My dad was intuitive, perceptive, creative and glib.
He had high expectations,
showed me tough love,
but no matter the situation,
he instilled in me that I could rise above.
He truly was ahead of his time…
Jogging in the '60s,
running Boston in the ’70s,
franchising apartments in the '80s.
With him, I learned to climb.
My dad was a thinker; He was wise.
He was sharp, and in my eyes…
Just plain cool.
He was a pillar of strength in our family.
I will forever miss my jewel (my dad).
By Ellie Najjar
