When I opened my drawer full of sweaters to search for the ones with
Autumn colors, I ended up having to empty the whole drawer onto my
bed. I could not seem to find the one with its patchwork appearance.
Although, as a preschool teacher I had several turkey pins, along with
some orange, brown and tan sweaters, there was always this special one
I wore and called it my Thanksgiving sweater.
While I looked at my wide collection of fall and cold weather offerings,
I was smiling since some of them were getting pretty ‘raggedy,’ while
others were less in style. I started thinking about sweaters and their
Sweaters are like our family members.
While you are thinking about the upcoming celebratory feast, you may
have some positive thoughts and you may have some misgivings, too.
I hope you will see some of the anthropomorphic references in this poem,
of sorts and I also hope it amuses you.
Wishing you a wonderful gathering of family and friends. I hope it is an
extra special time, with pleasant memories of past holidays spoken of
and cherished, too. Those who have gone on and had their unique places
in your family festivities, hope you will have some of the elderly guests
share some more of their own personal memories of the loved ones.
I also admire the idea of going around the table and all sharing their
reasons for being thankful. This family tradition is often part of our own
ritual. I have been lately asking the little ones, “What was your favorite
part of this year, so far?” I like to try and remember them, to put in their
personal albums, which include their photographs and memorabilia we
have collected along our ways. (Tickets for movies, zoo or museums, as
well as menus and maps. I have a few of their drawings included, too.)
“Sweaters and Family”
November 24, 2014
Sweaters come in all colors,
They come in all sizes, too.
Sweaters can be quite worn
and scruffy looking,
While some may be in
brand new condition.
There are the loud ones,
and there are low key
kinds of sweaters.
Each has their place,
There are those scratchy ones,
who seem to always irritate you.
There are those sweet, dear ones,
who can ‘do no wrong.’
They never grow old
nor out of style.
Some are so big and stretched
while others are such pint-sized.
There are the lumpy ones which have
lots of pills,
there are the smooth, soft ones, too.
There are the old, familiar ones
and the surprising ones who
unexpectedly turn up.
Those especially nice ones
appear out of nowhere
to discover and include
around the holidays.
When rummaging around in your
sweater drawers or storage tubs,
keep in mind how much you love
them all. . .
You certainly would not wish to
They are an integral
part of colder
as well save them
for next year, too.
by Robin O. Cochran
Do you have a favorite story about sweaters?
If you wish, I would enjoy reading about some of your family
traditions. . .