The outstanding, office administrator of the last
interim I served before retirement sent me the
following poem. I am proud to post it:
I met a man who owned a collar
But seldom wore it,
Yet, he ministered everywhere he went.
He was a kind man
Yet he could be loud if he wanted to.
He has a love for labs
And the feeling is reciprocal.
He rallies for the rights of others
While standing amongst his peers.
His wisdom is beyond anything I will ever achieve
And still has a wonderful sense of humor.
Some jokes I admittedly don’t understand,
But they still make me smile.
He treats everyone the same
No matter their circumstance,
And would give the shirt off his back
To anyone that needed it.
Although he’s experienced much pain,
He’s able to love abundantly.
I am privileged to have met a man
Who had a collar,
Yet seldom wore it.