Dear Dad;
Sometimes my words won't come the way I want them to
and I can't think of a poem for you.
So, I tap my pen on the table, and twirl my hair.
But Dad, the words that won't come to me -
(Or how to say them eloquently)-
Are simply these three -
I Love You!

Dreama Hildebrand
1991

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