To commemorate Father’s Day, we would like to share a heartfelt poem that conveys our deep love and profound appreciation for all our Epiphany Community’s fathers and father figures. We hope you enjoy it!
In Epiphany’s sacred fold, our hearts awake, our stories told,
Where fathering souls bless our days, in countless, tender, loving ways.
A homage to these men we bring, in humble verse, we seek to sing,
For Father’s Day, we rise in cheer, your loving presence, always near.
Mighty fathers, strong and bright, who guide us with divine light,
Who carry burdens, large and small, with steady hands that never fall.
For those by blood and those by heart, in our lives, play the father’s part,
Your worth is more than gold or art, your love, a gift that won’t depart.
To he who wakes at dawn’s first light, to craft a world that’s pure and right,
Who teaches faith with quiet might, a beacon in the darkest night.
And he who’s walked a troubled path, who shepherds with a gentle wrath,
In wisdom’s wake, he guides our craft, with him, we share both tears and laugh.
To those who’ve known the sting of loss, who’ve borne their cross at great cost,
Yet still stand tall, despite the frost, your father’s heart has never lost.
Your presence, like a warming sun, that showers love on everyone,
A father’s work is never done, your love, unyielding as a run.
And let’s not forget, those who cheer, with dad jokes that we hold so dear,
“Why couldn’t the bicycle stand up by itself? It was two tired, my dear.”
In laughter and in joy, you thrive, your spirits help us feel alive,
To every dad, we take a dive, in your love, we truly thrive.
From pew to pew, heart to heart, in every role, in every part,
The fathering spirit, you impart, is the core of Epiphany’s heart.
To all who’ve had a father’s hand, in molding lives like soft, warm sand,
Today, in gratitude, we stand, your love, a hymn across the land.
In truth, we find, no words could say, the depth of love this Father’s Day.
Yet, in these lines, we attempt to portray, the impact of your guiding ray.
To each father figure here today, in our hearts, you’ll forever stay,
For in the soul of Epiphany’s bay, you shape the clay of the brightest day.
