Poems & Selections

Prayer of St. Francis

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where this is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light
And where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master,
grant that I may not seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life

I was standing by the window On one cold and cloudy day When I saw the hearse come rolling For to carry my mother away Will the circle be unbroken Bye and bye Lord, bye and bye There’s a better home awaiting In the sky Lord, in the sky I said to the undertaker Undertaker […]
by Eugene Field The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands; And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket molds in his hands, Time was when the little toy dog was new And the soldier was passing fair, And that was the time when our […]
What would I give, to clasp his hand His happy face to see To hear his voice, and see his smile That meant so much to me.The rolling stream, of life rolls on But still the vacant chair Recalls the love, the voice, the smile of the one, who once sat there.Nothing can ever take […]
By Anne Bradstreet If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were lov’d by wife, then thee. If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you can. I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold Or all the riches that the East doth hold. […]