Tag Archives: Father

I’m Not the Kind of Father

I’m Not the Kind of Fatherby Michael DoyleI’m not the kind of fatherWho can spend a lot of moneyHowever much I love my daughtersMy ex thinks this is funnyShe complains about the money she spendsDespite the child support givenAnd I … Continue reading

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What Used To Be

What Used To Beby Michael DoyleI remember when I showed my daughterWhat it was that used to once beShared like a loving fatherIn the twenty-second centuryWe dominated with technologyForgetting the natural carrying capacityAnd reframed the world in uglinessTo which her … Continue reading

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On His Ground

On His Groundby Michael DoyleThe walls tumble downAt the roaring soundWith the victory crownWe plant our feet on His GroundGlorifying what we’ve foundIn the arms of Jesus aroundUs all, in His full gloryKnowing we are part of His full storyThe … Continue reading

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Our Father’s Embrace

Our Father’s Embraceby Michael DoyleYour faith has walked in my daysYour good has exceeded my praiseWith the mention of your nameYour wonders have brought me up from shameThere were days that I thought I would not liveBut you raised me … Continue reading

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For Your 16th Birthday

For Your 16th Birthdayby Michael DoyleThe hours are past and moved into the nightI was blessed by a day that you made brightA day before your actual birthday but beautifulIt was a celebration of how you’re so wonderfulSweet daughter of … Continue reading

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Bitter Truth Empty

Bitter Truth Emptyby Michael DoyleI come from the tribe of the dead soulSpirits lifted in the game of rock-n-rollThere is living yet to be doneIn the name of the father and the sonAnd yet, in the mirrored reflectionA sprawl spins … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: It Doesn’t Matter What You Look Like…What Does Matter Is the Size of Your Heart and the Strength of Your Character

“The lesson I want you to learn is it doesn’t matter what you look like. You can be tall or short or fat or thin or ugly or handsome, like your father, or you can be black or yellow or … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: To A Father Growing Old, Nothing Is Dearer Than A Daughter

“To a father growing old, nothing is dearer than a daughter.” -Euripides, playwright (c. 480-406 BCE) Now imagine being blessed with two very different from each other and uniquely wonderful daughters. It has been the very best part of my … Continue reading

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A Father’s Fight

A Father’s Fightby Michael DoyleI may be stupidBut I’m never dumbI might even beSmarter than someThere are times I’m afraidAnd other times, braveTo Hell with the plans they’ve madeIt’s my America that I fight to saveI am part of the … Continue reading

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Wholly Holistic

Wholly Holisticby Michael DoyleLifting up the name of Jesus aboveLiving as we do, all His ways of loveIt’s apparent that we are blessedLiving as we do among the very bestFound in the notes and narrative of songAre the words that … Continue reading

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