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He's the Dearest

HE’S THE DEAREST ALEX NELSON He’s the dearest The nearest The man.with The miles Who took All the hard Times And left us With smiles He’s the dearest Not nearest With the miles A long run Yet when You pick Up the phone The fun’s Just begun! He’s the clearest My dearest My Dad with No cares Just carpet And some slippers With black coffee Sitting there He’s the always No hangups With hands Always tough With get up and Take the time When my enough Is ENough! He’s been there Not did that Yet the length Is a cord Like pick Me up With slow down AN did you see “That's a Ford!” He’s a long mile A great smile Yet the brush Is not new Like way back With all heart Attached The missed Just a start Like my dad Not really sad And happy All the while Like see ya soon And not so For a 1000's The miles So line up The candle light With no tests Just the rest Like see ya There and You are rare And At Dad Simple Best He dearer And clearer Not near Yet Always fine Like up Here and Down there With a son Year after Year He's the dearest

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Date: 5/20/2020 5:16:00 AM
Mr. Alex, Brother Nelson// I love short lines// This poem succeeds there// About family and distance// But always a dear son// If not a near son// Not sad, not happy// Sometimes yes, sometimes no.
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