I’ll take the responsibility
Even if it isn’t mine to bear
Even if it isn’t fair.
I’ll make the sacrifice
Because I’ll always care
Because I’ll always be there.
I will carry the load on my shoulders
So it doesn’t pull you down.
I’ll jump first
So you don’t have to drowned.
I’ll take the fall
I’ll take it all
Just so you don’t feel any pain
And in the end
On the Real World June 25th episode, Brianna Taylor recorded her demo. I thought it was a beautiful song so I put together the lyrics. I also found a place to download the song if you can’t find it leave me a comment.
Summertime
About seven thirty on a saturday
I was waiting for the phone and hoping
You would say to get undressed and
Look you your best for me.
About every night before I go to bed I
Take another look at what you took and said
Thinking more or less the more regress for me.
Now it feels like forever, it’s all been a dream
But I wonder…
Do you think of me
Early in the morning
Late in the evening
Back in that summertime when
You were mine you see.
You made me so crazy
Shocked and amazed me
You were my tear to cry
My lullaby to sing
Now I wanna be, I gotta be your girl
I just wanna be, I gotta be your girl.
So when you told me baby that you needed time
Well did you mean to say you needed piece of mind
Cause well, you cheated me and treated me so bad
If I could take it back I know I would for sure
Back to rainy nights and kisses at my door
Remember whens and now and thens we had
And now I’m not mistaken it is what it seems
but I wonder…
Would you still want me
Early in the morning
Late in the evening
Back in that summertime when
You were mine you see.
You made me so crazy
Shocked and amazed me
You were my tear to cry
My lullaby to sing
Now I wanna be, I gotta be your girl
I just wanna be, I gotta be your girl
I been talking bout you leavin me, deceiving me
I been thinking bout you shaken me, heart breaking me
I been dreamin awayyyyyyyyyyy
would you still want me.
Early in the morning
Late in the evening
Back in that summertime when
You were mine you see
You made me so crazy
Shocked and amazed me
You were my tear to cry
My lullaby to sing, yeah
Now I wanna be, I gotta be your girl
Ohhh, I just wanna be, I gotta be your girl.
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
With all the beautiful words, I’ve not yet learned to say how I love you…”I do love you, with all my heart, I adore you truly.”
These perfect days we spend in love have me spellbound. What more is there to life? There is only you. I wish only that we never part… and that I die; before you.
Today is Father’s Day, putting up all of these great Father’s Day poems have made me miss you even more. Father’s Day is a little bit easier, I don’t have to think about you so much. I am now a Father and have my own son to celebrate it with. I wish you would of been able to see him. He is so beautiful, you would of loved him so much. I am very proud of him, just as you were of me.
Happy Father’s Day.
This poem I wrote a long time ago, and have already published here. I thought I would again just for this occasion.
In Everything, I Find You
I’ve been reading about you every day
each story is different
but in my heart its all the same.
A loss so great with little reward
you brought the family together, after breaking our hearts
It’s impossible to miss you more,
but each day I do.
Each day theres some memory fresh and new
that brings me back thinking about you.
My father, my friend, my protector
My laugh, my smile, my trust
My eyes, my tears, my brain
My humor, my heart, my kindness
My life…
Your reflection…
and theres no one else I’d rather be
This is a beautiful poem that any Father would cherish.
What Makes a Father
God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle’s flight,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so, He called it “DAD”