Your mother’s womb so fragrant
prepared by God’s own hand,
was the cradle of perfection
the fullness of the Father’s Plan.
The essence of your sinless state
did draw the angels nigh,
to glory at your beauty
to hear each child-like sigh.
All through your young and tender years
knowledge of the Love instilled,
into the flower of your heart
yearning to live the Father’s Will.
The angels walked before you
above, below, yes all around,
shielding from all sin and hatred
that did on earth abound.
Your holiness and purity
made you the perfect choice,
to be mother of the Saviour
all the Father’s Love to voice.
The angel came announcing
God’s wish, to pave the way,
to heaven, for His children
who had gone so far astray.
On that hallowed night so long ago
when the Light came to all men,
the angels sang, announced His coming
the One to take away all sin.
And with your gentle passing
as your life on earth was through,
angels carried you to heaven
to be with your love so true.
Jesus placed a crown of glory
upon your head with love profound,
your place in heaven taken
while angels hovered all around.
Margaret Rose Larrivee
Feb. 12, 1996
Monday, February 12, 1996
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