Poem by Sr Prisca
MAN – A gentle soul
Man, a gentle soul of grace With eyes as deep as infinite space His heart, a vessel filled with love As pure and true as the sky above him He’s both strong and gentle A […]
tears
Poem by Sr Prisca
SIGHT WITHOUT SORROW
A sight without sorrow Is a world without tears A place of endless laughter Where sadness is a foreign factor No more cries of pain Or heartache that remains Gone are the days of sorrow […]