Author: Isabella Barros

Stars of Dad’s Love On Father’s Day, I gaze above,Finding stars that shine so bright.Each one speaks of Dad’s pure love,Guiding me through darkest night.Though he’s gone, his light remains,Twinkling in the sky so high.In those stars, I see the chains,Linking us though years pass by.Memories, like stars, endure,Glowing softly in my heart.Dad’s love always…

Sermon Snoozing In the pew, Dad’s eyes do close,During sermons, how he dozes!Father’s Day, his head does nod,Dreaming dreams, he looks so odd.Holy words, they float around,Dad’s snoring is the only sound.Pastor’s voice, a soothing hum,While Dad naps ’til end has come. Meaning This lighthearted poem captures the familiar sight of a dad dozing off…