Jarom’s aunt gave us this lovely framed poem by James Whitcomb Riley. If I haven’t gotten the story mixed up, Jarom’s great-grandmother got the poem when her father passed away in the 1920s. In addition to the message, I’m smitten with the type! Isn’t is beautiful?


Away by James Whitcomb Riley

I cannot say, and I will not say
That he is dead, He is just away!
With a cheery smile and a wave of the hand
He has wandered into an unknown land

And left us dreaming how very fair
It must needs be, since he lingers there
And you – oh you, who the wildest yearn
For the old-time step and the glad return

Think of him faring on, as dear
In the love of There, as the love of Here,
Think of him still as the same, I say,
He is not dead – he is just away.


4 Comments on “Away”

  1. Jim says:

    If that’s a typeface, I’m impressed. It looks like it was hand-lettered, from a time when there were people who did that. Sort of like you are doing now. What a beautiful way to connect two aspects of your life.

  2. GaeLynn says:

    I love that!

  3. Kendy says:

    I’ve read this poem before, a long time ago. It was on a fan graphic of some sort that I now can’t find, and can’t remember what fandom it was… oh well. Anyway, this is beautiful! My favorite part is the lilies of the valley sprig at the top.

  4. Charliece says:

    I believe the piece came to Jarom’s great-great-grandmother after the sudden death of her husband, Maxwell Zaiss (a son of Christian Zaiss). It was among the things kept by Jarom’s great grandmother, Mildred Zaiss Hillery.

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