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
Poetry about missing father
My father croaked my eyes on your way
Everybody loved smiling
Oh, what a grief of sorrow I had on the blubber
I wish I had your daddy’s place
You are traveling to Miyazh
O our father, we all have eyes on your way
You traveled and relaxed from the time
Everyone who weep is remembered every moment
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I miss more than every night and every day
My father’s indifferent, I am full of burning candles
My appreciation for me was shaken
Deprived of playing flowers on his father
It is hard to meet the river to the resurrection
Dad’s dream, come from this in good health
I bring the night to my dream at dawn
I do not know anything about God
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From fatigue with sadness, my father’s arms
You went away and died from the death of my father-in-law
Laugh and yours and your kindness
Never in the world I forget my father
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Poetry about father died
You went to father and did not go to your memory
Hear my heart, Happiness, Hope
We’ve been in your souk
We are alive but we are broken
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Hundreds of times, God read me
I tried patience in the bush
Never break my back from no sadness
Except for the death of the father who made me unable
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Poetry about parents
My mother is dew, the petal of life — my father is the perfume of Jasmine
My mother passed the breadth of the sea — my father is a beautiful beach
My mother is the mirror of Hijab and Hia — my father is the manifestation of faith and judgment
My mother is the painful heart of my dad at all times
My mother is the city of hope and art — my father is the ruler of the treaty
My mother is a gazebo. My dad is on my chicken
My mother has a gray hair. Zhazzan — my father plays the role of all memories
My mother is the mountain of dignity, and perfection — my father is the source of boiling water
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Poetry about father and daughter
Whatever I have for you, Father
Who are you light eyes and crowns
Bright rainbow mercy
Kindness of remnant
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