Family Poetry

A Father’s Lie

This has been my yearly lie to my family.

Thought I might get ahead of the game this Father’s Day. With a wonderful family, it’s not unusual a week out from Father’s Day to hear the words, “What do you want for Father’s Day”. Pretty much every year I say something like ‘nothing’, and all these years I’ve been lying through my teeth.

A Father’s Lie

I’m going to tell you “Nothing”
Because its what I think
You want to hear
That your Dad and Husband
Isn’t the shallow or greedy one

You see its seven days till D-Day
The father’s, Dad’s day dawn
And I know you’re running late
On any form of pressie bought

But I’ve been lying each Father’s Day
I do want something from you
It’s expensive and it’s scarce
So how can I expect it
When I sense I don’t deserve it

You’re probably sitting there
wondering about my expensive taste
Is it the gadget or the sports equipment
The brand name clothes or latest widget

No, nothing like these trinkets
Although I’m tempted by them
They’ll never satisfy like this
They’re out of date next season
Or the launch date that I missed

What I’m looking for is out there
And I’ve seen it in your life
So, Please Sir, I’d like some more, please
And just a tiny touch will do

When I see your smile, I know
Its very close to coming true
This life has some purpose
To will and to carry
And may it be upwards too

You may think I want your love,
Your adoration and your praise
That saying “You’re amazing”
Will fire my belly and
Fuel my days

But no, you may have missed it
When I cry and pray for you
I want peace and happiness
In all the avenues of your life
And I know a ‘touch’ will do

Because I’ll tell you a secret, not a lie
I’ve experienced the power
Of a God fueled life and space
Where my sense, my drive, my purpose
Comes from knowing I am loved with grace

So, what do I want from you
This Father’s Day
It’s ‘nothing’ physical, that is true
But as my son, my daughter
Let me give this wish to you.

May you be blessed
With never-ending hope and purpose
May you always see a crack of hope
See past my broken visage to
A heart beating deep for you

You are, and always will be loved by me
Because ‘mine’, isn’t possessive, its a joyous pride
A face of tears at every photo
In the journey of my mind
My love invested, now reaps gladness

And now if one day you’re still wondering
What does Dad want for Father’s Day
Just be still and remember cuddles
Think of the times I said, “Love You!”

And I’ll know, oh so deeply
I’ll feel it, and so will you
That you’ve given me everything
I could ever want from you.

Lotsalov Dad

Andrew Pitchford
Father’s Day 2020

Link to “A Father’s Lie” artwork: CLICK HERE

Family Poetry

Granddad’s Poem

My Granddads Poem
For Abbey and David White boys Jamie and Milli

Hey you two, slow down
Your Granddad can’t keep up
You’ve been quick out of the gate
Faster than lightening,
I looked up and you were gone

Why’s that?

I was looking forward to playing with you
From blowing raspberries on your belly
To soccer tricks in the yard
We’d have some fun with Nana
And her Mars Bar dessert treats in your tum

Listen young Jamie, you’re running ahead
Following Milli, not slowing for breath
You two make a great team
You’re inseparable too
Running together into the blue

I miss you!

Now listen young men
I do wish you’d hung around
Dad, I and your Poppas
Had some great yarns to spin

We wanted you to know
You were born to be legends
Men of honour
Tall as trees

You’d be lovers of life
And champions of justice
Kind in the battle
And proof of God’s mercy

Why did you leave?

You two are so cheeky
Playing hide and seek
I still know where I’ll find you
Safe in our Saviour’s keep

I’m planning to visit someday
Like you, I don’t know when
Till that day, you celebrate
Like happy young men can

I love you young Jamie and Milli
I know that Mum and Dad do too
Don’t you worry about them
Because we’ll love them and care
for them just like you’d want us to

Lotsa Love my Grand kids
Nana and Granddad

Family Poetry

White Wedding Faith

White Wedding Faith

White Wedding Faith

Dedicated to Abbey & David

Today I’m absorbed by White
Taken away to this Wedding Day
Built on Faith and clothed in Hope
Prepared by time and drawn by Love

Moving slowly,
With my nervous smile
Dad, my escort down the aisle

Keep calling, calling me,
Drawing me from shadows
Keep loving, loving me,
Holding me under cover
Be the one who calls my name,
Loves my name
Halt my breath with love
Start my heart with love
Be the one

Hear my heart
You’re timed to turn
Waiting breathless for your Bride,

His head turns to see my face
Days of patience transformed
From a glimpse into a glorious creation

Keep calling, calling me,
Drawing me from shadows
Keep loving, loving me,
Holding me under cover
Be the one who calls my name,
Loves my name
Halt my breath with love
Start my heart with love
Be the one

Live this life and serve the Lord
Enjoy His favour through pleasure and pain
Still serve each other, Love each other

With each year a milestone
The path is paved with celebrations
When we’re old or if love feels cold
We can enter back through the glow
Of our white frosted frames of
Life’s sweet memories

This union of our two
Is now complete as one
What began with a Wedding
Beats strong as a Marriage
You are the one
For me

Andrew Pitchford
November 2013

To read the Father of the Bride Speech that came before this poem click here.

Family Poetry

Written for the One I Love

The One I Love

Written for the One I Love

When darkness fades
And glory shines you open your eyes and hope to find

A starling on your pillow
A valentine in your arms who nestles cheek to breast

You alight from bed to floor
Going to prepare a succulent feast as you tiptoe out the door

Content, refreshed and showered
From the house you leave with love you cleave to crack the open sky

Find a spot, a secluded one
Walk hand in hand alond silk golden sands and learn to dream

Cleanse your soles together
On salty shores reveal your souls to heavens soouthing balm

Talk becomes priceless time
When sipped between friends as a sweet chilled wine

Trust and open "Pandora's Box"
This woven basket of picnic pieces satisfies the prevalent appetite

Singing waters beckon bathers
to soak embracing all of natures reviving good cheer

Stroke the passioned stallion's mane
You fire his heart a firebox of embers, nostrils race with steam

Should one be one alone
No let them come intertwined as love's evergrowing vine

All money spent is lost
when trying to win your love my motives must be clear

The precious memories held
Will note be bought to corrode in life and bring us fear

Today we built a friendship
Intimate in detail, purest of materials, loved in conception and still real!

Author: Andrew Pitchford

Written for Cheryl for Valentines Day 1991. We won a bottle of wine when this was submitted to the local paper, the Te Awamutu Courier when they ran a Valentine Day's competition.