“My father was not always there, yet he kept eagerly aware of my rehearsals and my plays, of struggles and my winning days. My father often could not stay to hear me sing or watch me play, but it was his hard-working hands that paid my dues for sports and band. My father was not always near, so he would call to lift and cheer. He listened while I spoke my mind. He gave advice both wise and kind. And on those days when work was thru, my father rushed straight home to view my soccer game or concert show. I treasured those days most, you know.” PoetryFatherDadPoemRichelle GoodrichRichelle E GoodrichFathers DayFather Poem Book:Hope Evermore: Quotes, Verse, & Spiritual Inspiration for Every Day of the Year Source: Hope Evermore: Quotes, Verse, & Spiritual Inspiration for Every Day of the Year