Cold Coffee Chronicles

Poetry, fiction, children’s stories, and more

Poem for a Dad

It’s dark and cold and I am scared
My little hand grasps at the air
There’s a pain in my tummy
And I start to cry.
Tears seep like raindrops from my eyes.

When suddenly from high up above
A warm, strong hand lifts me with love.
I rest my head against your skin
But I whimper and scream
For the fright to end.

You hug me close and pat my back
And warm my bottle as a snack.
You pull me closely to your face
And now it all falls into place.
You’re my daddy and I love you can’t you see?
You simply are my world to me.

Your strong arms cradle me as I drink
My bottle and I start to think
This world isn’t so cold and bad
Because I have you as my dad.

I snuggle into the crook of your neck
And thank you for all you protect.
When the crib is scary
And my tummy is hungry
You’ll always be there, my daddy, who loves me.

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About Me

An English diarist and naval administrator. I served as administrator of the Royal Navy and Member of Parliament. I had no maritime experience, but I rose to be the Chief Secretary to the Admiralty under both King Charles II and King James II through patronage, diligence, and my talent for administration.


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