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
Copyright © Alex Nelson | Year Posted 2020
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