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Poems & Selections

Irish Blessing 1

God saw you getting tired
and a cure was not to be,
so He put his arms around you,
and whispered, “Come to me.”

With tearful eyes we watched you,
and saw you pass away.
Although we love you dearly,
we could not make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,
hard working hands rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.

The Memorare

REMEMBER, O most gracious Virgin Mary, that never was it known that anyone who fled to thy protection, implored thy help, or sought thy intercession was left unaided. Inspired with this confidence, I fly to thee, O Virgin of virgins, my Mother; to thee do I come; before thee I stand, sinful and sorrowful. O […]

A Mother’s Gift

Just as the river Niger flows Through the ages, so does a Mother’s love Just as Noah’s Ark provided safe harbor from the tempest, So does a Mother’s prayers. And just as a physician’s hands can heal the body So can a Mother’s touch heal the spirit Your love is a constant in my life […]

Beloved, My Beloved

By Elizabeth Barrett Browning Beloved, my Beloved, when I think That thou wast in the world a year ago, What time I sat alone here in the snow And saw no footprint, heard the silence sink No moment at thy voice, but, link by link, Went counting all my chains as if that so They […]

Irish Blessing 14

May the blessings of light be upon you, Light without and light within. And in all your comings and goings, May you ever have a kindly greeting From them you meet on the road.

617-971-8590 / 980-231-1476

Poems & Selections

Irish Blessing 1

The Memorare

A Mother’s Gift

Beloved, My Beloved

Irish Blessing 14

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