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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A TRIBUTE TO DAD, by CLARA MCKEE BEEDE
First Line: My dad, he's a star in the heavens
Last Line: Let's give them the honor that's due.
Subject(s): Honor; Labor & Laborers; Memory; Work; Workers
First Line: My dad, he's a star in the heavens
Last Line: Let's give them the honor that's due.
Subject(s): Honor; Labor & Laborers; Memory; Work; Workers
My dad, he's a star in the heavens,
As I muse I can see him right now,
How he labored and strove for our bread,
How he taught all his children to bow
To God who is just and is kind,
Who gives from his bountiful store
The food for the soul and the blessings
That always bring joy and much more.
Dad said that air castles will vanish
While clutching and climbing and sliding,
Yet God, in our hearts and our lives,
Makes hopeful all day long our striving.
He feared the evil of wrong-doing
And prized the things that are upright;
He toiled all the day for his loved ones,
Thanked God for health and the sunlight.
And dads in the land, they are many,
Their memory ashining with light
For the feet of the sons and the daughters
Who are living and struggling for right.
And dads in the land, there are many,
Their labor unselfish and true.
To them ever dear and so faithful,
Let's give them the honor that's due.
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