DAD
Written by Pam on June 20, 2015
I want to dedicate this blog to all the wonderful Dads that we have gotten to know here at HGT. I am embedding a poem that I love and every time I read it, I think about my wonderful Dad – a man that was so giving, so intuitive, so witty yet so real, and so very much missed.
Happy Father’s Day! Enjoy, Pam
Suppose by Phoebe Cary
Suppose, my little lady, your doll should break her head;
Could you make it whole by crying Til your eyes and nose were red?
And wouldn’t it be pleasanter to treat it as a joke,
And say you’re glad ’twas dolly’s and not your own that broke?
Suppose you’re dressed for walking, and the rain comes pouring down;
Will it clear off any sooner because your scold and frown?
And wouldn’t it be nicer for you to smile than pout,
And so make sunshine in the house when there is none without?
Suppose your task, my little man, is very hard to get;
Will it make it any easier for you to sit and fret?
And wouldn’t it be wiser, than waiting like a dunce,
To go to work in earnest and learn the thing at once?
Suppose that some boys have a horse, and some a coach and pair;
Will it tire you less while walking to say, “It isn’t fair”?
And wouldn’t it be nobler to keep your temper sweet,
And in your heart be thankful you can walk upon your feet?
Suppose the world don’t please you. Nor the way some people do;
Do you think the whole creation will be altered just for you?
And isn’t it, my boy or girl, the wisest, bravest plan,
Whatever comes or doesn’t come, to do the best you can?