Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IT'S ONLY FAIR, by BERTON BRALEY Poet's Biography First Line: Mother has had a heap of praise Last Line: I sing a little song to dad! Subject(s): Caregivers; Fathers; Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
Mother has had a heap of praise And she deserves it, goodness knows; But it is seldom that we gaze On any poetryor prose That speaks of Dad, so I propose To make the Old Man's spirit glad By slipping him his due. Here goes, I sing a little song to Dad! Throughout his life he spends the days In earning cash to pay for hose And shoes and suits and rent; he pays And pays and pays, yet seldom shows Impatience as his burden grows; He keeps us housed and fed and clad, In summer's heat, in winter's snows, I sing a little song to Dad! He understands our little ways He sympathizes with our woes, Our schemes he aids, our games he plays, And deep within his heart there glows A love he doesn't much disclose, But which outlasts good times and bad Withstanding all fate's stoutest blows; I sing a little song to Dad! ENVOY It's seldom any one bestows The praise that Father should have had, Buthere's the debt that one man owes, I sing a little song to Dad! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB |
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