Sunday Dinner by Jayne Jaudon Ferrer

Jayne Jaudon Ferrer is the author of four books of poetry that focus on motherhood and women, one of which has sold more than 50,000 copies. A public relations specialist and freelance journalist, Ferrer speaks frequently to women’s groups; her poetry and articles have appeared in publications ranging from Boca Raton Magazine to Christian Parenting Today. Originally from Florida, Jayne lives in Greenville, South Carolina, and visits the Blue Ridge mountains just north of her home as often as possible. Learn more about her at www.jaynejaudonferrer.com.

Sharon Urdahl:
"Let my child know many of these moments..." Lovely...thank you for the lovely poem of Thanksgiving...
Posted 10/22/2012 11:40 AM

laurasalas:
I love this, Jayne. My favorite bit is wallow in the knowledge that she is loved fiercely I wish I had had these moments in my own childhood!
Posted 10/22/2012 06:58 AM

Jo:
Thank you for this beautiful poem. Like Wilda, my children did not have this experience. I made sure my grandchildren did. Now I hope someday they might have memories like these.
Posted 10/21/2012 09:05 PM

JanetruthMartin:
Such insight woven through this wonderful poem. Thank-you for sharing.
Posted 10/21/2012 06:19 PM

Wilda Morris:
A beautiful poem, which brought back a lot of childhood memories. I think our children lost out on something because we lived a long distance from both my parents and my husband's parents. They have fewer of this kind of memory than I do - I grew up in my grandparents' home. Thanks for sharing this!
Posted 10/21/2012 05:36 PM

marshadisher:
I really like "wallow in the knowledge that she is loved fiercely." Great images. Thanks, Jayne.
Posted 10/21/2012 03:10 PM

ghctenmile@earthlink.net:
Thanks for sharing your poetry with us, Jayne. The picture of your family dinner is a lovely one and reminds me of my sister's get-togethers--lots of hubbub, good food, plenty of caring. Here's to you all. Grace
Posted 10/21/2012 12:40 PM

judithc:
'Let my child know many of these moments, Lord'........yes, beautiful prayer,this poem.
Posted 10/21/2012 11:58 AM

LindaCrosfield:
"bequeathing those things that are vital"...and to that list, one could add "poetry". Thanks, Jayne. Lovely.
Posted 10/21/2012 11:16 AM

marenomitchell:
Love "wallow in the knowledge she is loved/fiercely..." Couldn't be more full.
Posted 10/21/2012 11:13 AM

erinsnana:
I loved this poem. It brought back many memories of Sunday Dinners in my life...
Posted 10/21/2012 10:58 AM

peninsulapoet:
A beautiful poem. Makes me long for my extended family.
Posted 10/21/2012 10:12 AM

Susan Shutt:
Jayne, Such simple truths, My Mom passed away this week and how we all remember those Sunday lunches,biscuits and gravy, Thank you for this and all the poems you share4 with us.
Posted 10/21/2012 09:57 AM

Donna Pflueger:
Jayne, what a beautiful poem. Those memories are as vivid today as they were then. I am warmed by your poem and touched. Since it was the first poem of the day, I will carry it with me - blessing my day. Thank you.
Posted 10/21/2012 09:50 AM

mimi:
ahhh, lovely, Jayne!
Posted 10/21/2012 09:15 AM

dotief@comcast.net:
Wonderful poem, Jayne! Makes me want to go back to Grandmother's house for a fried chicken, Sunday dinner. Pass the biscuits, please!
Posted 10/21/2012 08:54 AM

Eiken:
Jayne, this is beautiful, blessings that we sometimes take for granted and a legacy for our children too. Sunday dinner is thankfully a worldwide gift. A real prayer here, thank you, it has set me up for a good day. Love Maire (Ireland)
Posted 10/21/2012 05:25 AM

gigi:
What a warm, comforting poem, celebrating the legacy of a family tradition.
Posted 10/21/2012 05:20 AM