• Anonymous

    What a lovely poem. Your father sounds like an amazing man. Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family.
    As always, I love your illustrations.

    • Hi, Thank you. He was indeed that. I wish the same for you as well. 🙂

  • Dan Meyers

    Susan – I love this poem! It's so inspiring that your dad would invite total strangers into your house to have a nice dinner on Thanksgiving. It's sad, but it just sounds so foreign in today's day and age. We now sleep with taller and more secure fences, deadbolted doors, and security alarms. We're so concerned with keeping others out that we forget to let them in.

    • I agree Dan, I learned the gift of letting the world in, especially helping the less fortunate from my Dad. I now realize how blessed I was.

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  • shirla6960

    Susan, I've read and reflected on this poem several times over…and shared it with some of my favorite people in my life. AWESOME!
    You were blessed to have been touched by one so sensitive and compassionate. The double blessing is it was your father. Wouldn't it be great to know if any of your readers have similar stories to share?

    • Hi Shirla, I was so blessed to have such a great Dad. I do miss him so, but I have some great memories and the many lessons he taught me.

      I agree and would welcome them. 🙂

  • Debra Yearwood

    It’s snowing like crazy in Ottawa today. As I made my way through the traffic to my office, I was thinking very uncharitable thoughts about the weather in general and the elusiveness of spring, then I got to your blog. Your beautiful illustrations and the wonderful post and poem have put me in a much more generous frame of mind. Now I can work. Thanks for bringing some sunshine to a grouch.

    • Hi Debra, It very much pleases me that I was able to do that for you. I hope your day continues on the very best of notes. Spring is really just around the corner. 🙂

  • Jon Jefferson

    I like this poem. I do agree with Dan though. Isn’t it funny that the more we learn of the world, the “smaller” our world becomes, the more we retreat from contact with others.

    • Hi Jon, It was my father favorite and has become mine as time has passed. That is so, so true. It’s important not to let that happen, don’t you think?

      • Jon Jefferson

        I agree. Now more than ever it is a time we should reach out to each other outside of our own little bubbles.

        • Absolutely, It’s not easy, but so worth the rewards of doing so. 🙂

  • Julie

    I really love this, I think it one of my favorites of your posts.

  • doreenpendgracs

    Lovely thoughts, Susan. Thanks for sharing.

    When my mind goes to a happy place, it takes me far from the wind and snow in which I am living. I hope to one day live where there is never snow, as it is the sun and the sea that makes my heart sing.

    • Thanks so much Doreen, I love going to happy places and work to do that every day. I hope that you are able to fulfill your wish and maybe live close to me… just a thought… LOL.

      • doreenpendgracs

        I have a feeling I would LOVE that. Looking forward to our time together in Sept.

  • “And be a friend to man.” – and that you are! and to women, too.

    As always, love, love your illustrations. The home and all its details look so cozy.

    • Hi Leora, You warm my heart with your very kind words. Thank you.

      It always makes me happy when you appreciate my creations my friend. 🙂

  • Susan — what a beautiful poem. A dear friend sent me a CBS report of a study on friendship that reflects your father’s views about being a friend. Studies have shown that having close friends can actually improve your health. Here is the link if you or anyone else would like to view the video which shows several different groups of friends thoroughly enjoying each other. http://cbsn.ws/15mX0O4

    • Thanks Jeannette, It is one of my favorites. And thank you so much for the information about close friends. To me, they are gift beyond measure. 🙂

  • Michelle Grundy

    What a beautiful poem, I’ve never heard it before – I’m ashamed to say that although a classic literature fan, I never ‘got’ poetry. It’s not hard to ‘get’ this though. Your father sounds like a wonderful man, showing traits that we should all aspire to, sadly don’t, but if we did this world would be a much better place.

    I remember my Mum taking my brother and I on foot down to the local woods, with a picnic (my father would be working) and we’d go deep enough into the trees that it was like another world. (As an adult, I now know that I can walk this distance (that once seemed like an eternity) in about 10 minutes, and the innocence has been shattered by what now occurs down there in the 21st Century. Very sad but I know which version I’ll remember in my mind).

    Also I remember Summers being hot, nights being light until 10pm, and my Mum blasting Motown and Soul music out of her open windows. There are still certain songs that can catapult me back to that time. Isley Brothers ‘Summer Breeze’ for one. The neighbours loved us… I remember Winters being wintry too. Thank you for another lovely post <3

    • Hi Michelle, I was very lucky to have a dad like that. I so love your memories. They are like a soothing breeze to me as I’m sure they are to you. They are so worth holding on to, aren’t they?

      • Michelle Grundy

        Definitely! And thank you once more for sharing something so beautiful x

  • What lovely sentiment expressed in this poem and I like the self-deprecating tone. I just googled some other poems by him and they all are very reader friendly, when poetry can tend to be off-putting to many due to its cryptic nature.

    • Hi Jeri, He was one of my father’s favorite poets. There where other I plan to share when it seems appropriate. I agree with you about the cryptic part of poetry. When it’s more approachable, I believe it draws more to it as an artistic form. 🙂

  • Kelly Wade

    Wow, really loved this poem Susan! I used to really be into reading and writing poetry but haven’t spent much time with it in a while. This was a beautiful one. And your prelude reminds me of a memory of when one of my Aunt’s invited a stranger to our Thanksgiving dinner one year. We were all very skeptical and weirded out, but the man named Bert had just lost his wife and all his kids lived far away. We enjoyed this man’s company so much and were entranced by the stories he was telling us about his life. It was one of the best Thanksgiving dinner’s any of us had ever had!

    • Hi Kelly, I can see that. I’m sure what you created was really lovely. Please think about writing some more soon. It always works out that way, doesn’t it? What we resist many times become a fond memory. 🙂

  • Lovely!!!

  • Shaun Rosenberg

    Inspirational poem, it sounds like your father was a good man and had a warm heart. We need more people like him in the world

    • Hi Shaun, Thanks a bunch and welcome. My dad was a really nice guy. I agree, we could use more people like him in the world. 🙂

  • I liked this poem…………I have never read much in the way of poetry but this I liked

    • Thanks Jo-Anne, It is such a great poem and says it all in a warm and inviting way. 🙂

  • Merle

    Lovely words Susan, always enjoy your posts.

  • Aside from this being a lovely sentiment, My area of the country is still fighting the weather. No Spring here yet…

    • Hi Cheryl, Thanks. Spring will come. I promise, and then you’ll be in your garden loving life. 🙂

  • Karen Koblan

    I love this poem! And what a great man your father was! How amazing to bring these people to his home to enjoy a meal and good company. The last few years, our family kind of focuses on new life and renewal during Easter. My cousin passed away around Easter time at the very young age of 22 so we always reflect on that and look at the positive. I think Easter is such a bright and happy holiday, it’s great to share that with others.

    • Hi Karen, Thanks. I am so sorry for you loss of such a young person, your cousin. Any time we can remember the good times it makes for a happy event, don’t you think?

  • Teresa

    Thanks for sharing such a beautiful poem. I love the way he describes the different personality types and how unjudgemental the tone. You father sounds like he was a wonderful man, a great example.

    • The Teresa, You captured the essence of the poem perfectly and then my father. He was that and more. 🙂

  • That’s a beautiful poem Susan. Thanks for sharing it with us and for letting us know that it serves as a wonderful reminder of your father.

    • Hi Sherryl, Thanks and it really does. My father has passed and it’s like he’s with me when I read this poem. 🙂

  • Beth Paterson

    Sounds like your dad was a great example of being a caring and loving friend… lucky you! Love the poem.

    • Hi Beth, Thanks. I felt lucky, then and now, and I so miss me. 🙂

  • Morgan Decker

    Your father sounds like he was an amazing man, and the poem is beautiful!

  • I recollect this post from before…very awe inspiring!!! Live life “on purpose”, not being led by but to blaze a trail…

    • Hi Shirla, You are so right and thank you for keeping me on track at times. 🙂

  • Erick Farish

    Amen! What a great work. And, you’re father sounds like he was a great man! God Bless and thank you for sharing!!

    Erick @ A Brief Sinfonia

    • Hi Erick, Welcome to my humble site. I love this poem too. It truly did say allot about my Dad. 🙂 Come back anytime. 🙂

  • Carol Covin

    What a beautiful role model your father provided. I love this sweet, gentle poem that so reflects how your father lived his life.

    • Hi Carol, He was that. I really do miss him so. 🙂

  • Great poem! Always brightens my day to read good stuff like this 🙂

    • Welcome Matthew, Thank you and it does for me too! Come back a visit any time. 🙂

  • Dan Meyers

    Susan – I think you need to repost this every year… such a great lesson and great story!

    • Thanks Dan I thought you might remember this one. We do go back a ways done we?

  • HomeJobsbyMOM

    I wish I could write poetry. It all seems to flow from you so easily.

    • Hi Krystle. I am so flattered that you thought I created this. I can’t take credit for this one. It’s by one of my favorite poets. 🙂

      • HomeJobsbyMOM

        I know but the poems you do create are amazing 🙂

        • Did I ever tell you’re the very best ever? I love that you like my work. It makes it all so worth the effort. 🙂

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  • monica done

    his name is Sam Walter Foss not Sam Walter Ross.

    • Monica, Thanks for the catch – I’m dyslexic and totally missed that mistake.

  • Mrs Brown

    This poem is almost spiritual very good memories iam 79