November 5, 2020

My sweet husband Gentz who will be celebrating his 65th birthday in two days loves to serve others....he is a blessing to his family and to many others. One Sunday as I was traveling to Pittsfield for church (Gentz had gone earlier for an early morning meeting) I thought about this dear man of mine who had changed his clothes a few times in the day before because that day required it as he served and blessed others. This is the poem that came from those thoughts.

Gentz’s Clothes

Was it Shakespeare who talked about clothes in that line

That said the clothes make the man be they ever so fine?

I am not sure with this poet I can wholeheartedly agree

For Gentz’s  clothes are worn to reach out to those in need.

Work clothes soon dirty are donned to help someone move

And then t shirts put on to bake rolls that show them love.

His blue suit on Sundays is worn at church to preside

And usually stays on longer to give people a ride. 

He walks through the door and people know it is divine.

This love of his that is rare but in him not hard to find. 

When he walks calmly and purposefully through the door

That person knows in her heart, she is alone no more.

He so easily will  change his plans and his thoughts,

Quickly his clothes when someone is distraught. 

He will give this love of his to whomever might ask.

Having to change his shirt is not a huge task. 

As his pants quickly move  so does he with a nice flow

Lighting everything around him with a beautiful soft glow. 

No matter the garb, the face and heart remain the same

And the light that he brings with him ever will remain. 

So, no I can’t believe that clothes make the man

For he is the one that decides how to lend a hand.

He is willing, he is worthy and ever so kind.

Gentz with his service wardrobe I’m so grateful is mine.