A Poem of a Special Father’s Day in New Zealand | Lyrical Sunday

This Father’s Day, there were hand-written cards –
Decorated with stickers, stamps and pictures.
Breakfast in bed, made without help from Mumma –
Freshly baked heart biscuits & waitress service.

Three daughters sat on their Daddy’s bed –
Watching him open their carefully wrapped presents;
An Avengers film and funny boxers –
Candy planes and battleship chocolate games.

The morning was spent at Zealandia –
Fresh air, exercise, coffee and nature.
The afternoon was full of fun and play –
A swim at the pool and singing from Alice.

The evening was spent at Heavens Pizza –
Where Daddy dined with his oldest two girls.
Young Alice was happy to tuck home with Mumma –
Fast asleep by the time the others returned.

She went to sleep listening to stories of love –
Dreaming of her Daddy she adores so much.
A father who devotes so much of his time –
To three lucky daughters, blessed more than they know.

A father who is patient, fun and kind –
Lays down his body to be tickled, prodded and climbed.
A father who lets his happy tears show –
When his children express their love with songs, words and dances.

He puts them first, even though they torment him –
He cares for them with a tender heart.
His hands ever guiding and gentle –
A mind ever thoughtful of, ‘What is best?’

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