Sam Poem by Alice Cordy

I know this amazing man.
Whom is surely a gentle man.
He has a heart of gold.
Defiantly one that cannot be brought or sold.

He is a trooper,
surely a keeper.
He would work endless hours,
not looking for any special powers.
Doing so much in his own time,
for a nickel or dime
He is just one of us,
making no endless fuss.
Not only being that wonderful leader,
but willing to be a team player

If you're unsure of his tasks,
never be affair to ask.
Prefer things done once,
even if you required assistance.
Always tried to make it simple and clear.
His intentions were ever so dear.
Willing to show his knowledge and skills.
Everything he did was under his own free will.

He takes the brunt of blame,
where he shouldn't be the one named.
Management never confronted the co workers,
feeling like he was playing Chinese checkers.
He may have come across as the bad guy,
but he was always humble as a pie.
He deserves so much more credit,
as he's not after any special merit.

I'm happy to been under his wing,
as he showed me how to do things.
He is defiantly one of a kind.
One who will come to my mind,
when I think of this special gentle man.
His name will always be Sam.