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Mr. Drew

Once there was a man named Drew
His name was not Ted or Fred
His name was Mr. Drew, mind you
He worked at a bank, good work for his age
He worked every day, from nine until noon
Three hours a day
That’s all he would work
That’s all they’d require
For the work was a quirk
So from nine till noon on each day anointed
Mr. Drew would work
With clients who were appointed
He’d talk with a smirk
As they asked for their loans
Never once thinking
Of how he was utterly alone
He’d stamp and approve
And file those papers
He’d stamp and he’d fume
As they requested those favors
It was all business
No time for play
For even after hours
He’d work all day
He would hit the hay late
For he worked till exhausted
For to him, this was his fate
To live with his heart vaulted
Then one day
With his agnostic heart frosted
A tall blonde walked in
And in that moment, his heart melted
There was no skepticism
There was no fear
For in beauty he saw
His drab life made clear
So this a love story
About a man named Drew
His name was not Ted or Fred
That was the name of his two sons, mind you
He worked at a bank, good work for his age
He worked every day, from nine until noon
And with each long day
As he stamped and approved
He’d return to his wife
And say “I love you”
He’d give her a kiss as she told him of her day
And he’d pat the boys on the head
And this is what he would say
“My boys of which I am proud
Without your mother,
I’d stand here in a shroud.
I’d be lost, with nowhere to go.
But because of my family,
I am not alone
You are my happiness,
my strength and my joy
You are my pride
You are my boys
Now I want you to remember
When life gets you down
That life isn’t a game of numbers
Thinking that way will give a breakdown
Life isn’t a mystery, either
It’s actually quite simple
For when I was lost and an unbeliever
I met someone whose smiles had dimples
It’s about who you meet
It isn’t about what you do
It’s about your heartbeat
When you say “I love you.”

P.S.- The mother smiled in response
She also cried

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I'm an archaic teen with a genius mind who devotes his time to things you may or may not fathom.

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