Monday, May 4, 2009

The Little Elf-man!

This vintage piece is from a children's book I found in an antique store a while ago. It was my father's favorite poem and he often recited it to my siblings and me when we were children.

My father was a "man's man" who worked hard as a boss in an iron mine, as a carpenter in after-work hours, and as a builder on weekends. He was the strongest man we'd ever seen or known and the fact that he would—eyes twinkling—recite a poem was so much out of character for him that I always remember it with a rush of sweetness and fond memories.

1 comment:


    blushing rose said...
    I go crazy over silhouettes, as I said I have about 500 or 600 left out of 800. I still have to restrain myself from buying them ... they beckon. This is wonderful, Coralie. TTFN ~ Marydon
    PS I have silhouette feedsacks that I cannot part with.
    May 4, 2009 9:07 AM

    Laurie said...
    Oh how wonderful to have found your father's beloved poem!
    May 4, 2009 5:06 PM