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5 Puisi Keren Bahasa Inggris Tentang Ayah

iTapuih.com - 5 Puisi Keren Bahasa Inggris Tentang Ayah. Apakah kamu pernah membuat sebuah puisi? barangkali diantara kalian mempunyai hobby menulis puisi. Puisi sebagai salah satu cara untuk mengungkapkan perasaan. Baik itu sebatas cara untuk mengekspresikan perasaan di hati manakala kita sedang rindu akan sosok ayah tercinta. Lalu, bagaimanakan dengan puisi dalam bahasa Inggris atau sering kita sebut dengan istilah Poem. Pada kesempatan ini saya akan memberikan 5 contoh puisi dalam bahasa Inggris tentang ayah.


In Memory Of My Dad

By Paja Tapuih
In my heart you will remain.
Along with everything you taught me.
You showed me fun things to do.
You made my life much better.
You loved me no matter what.
You listened to my story about nothing at all.
He gave me love
And touched my life.
It hurts to think that you are not here anymore.
Your memories have become my heartbeats.
I would give up everything I have just to hug you one more time.
I will never say goodbye to you my Father
because I know this is not the end for us to see each other.
You will only be going to a place where there's no pain nor suffering.
May he rest in peace.
May Allah sent him to heaven.

My Dad 

By Vicky Frye
If I could write a story,
It would be the greatest ever told.
I'd write about my daddy,
For he had a heart of gold.
My dad, he was no hero
Known around this world.
He was everything to me,
For I was his baby girl.
I'd write about the lessons.
He taught me right from wrong.
He instilled in me the values
That one day I'd be strong.
He taught me to face my fears,
Take each day as it comes,
For there are things that we can't change.
He would say what's done is done.
He would say hold your head up high,
Carry yourself with pride.
Thanks to him, I am somebody,
I will never run and hide.
If I could write a story,
It would be the greatest ever told.
I'd write about my daddy,
For he had a heart of gold.

My Father, My Friend

By Peggy Stewart
For my father, my friend,
This to me you have always been.
Through the good times and the bad,
Your understanding I have had.
A gentle man at heart,
This sets you apart,
From the others I've seen,
You mean so much to me.
The laughter we have shared,
Cannot be compared.
The tears I have shed,
As you lovingly nodded your head.
You have always been there,
With a smile and a hug,
A precious gift from our God up above.
The times that I have been down and sad,
Your silly ways could always make me glad.
You gave me strength to carry on,
Even when all hope seemed to be gone.
The lessons in life that I have learned,
Are from your genuine love and concern.
With deep appreciation for all you have done.
You, Dad,
Are my number one.
With all my love, Your Daughter, Your Friend.

Tears In My Daddy's Eyes

By Unknown Mystery
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.

Memories Of My Dad

By Rebecca D. Cook
He wasn't a hero, known by the world.
But a hero he was, to his little girl.
My daddy was god, who knew all things.
And better than santa, with the gifts he'd bring.
I knew his voice, before i could speak.
And loved it when, he would sing me to sleep.
He changed my diapers, and sat up all night.
When my body was weak
And i'd put up a fight.
He'd come home late, with not much to say.
And made us all kneel,
As he taught me to pray.
He taught me life's lessons,of right from wrong.
And instilled in me values, that i might be strong.
And so through the years, like a hero he stood.
Working to give, all that he could.
His presence was important, and we loved to see him smile.
For no one in the world, could emulate his style.
And so dear dad, my best memory to recall.
Is the gift of your presence, the greatest gift of all.

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