Near Sainthood Poem by michael Smajda
Near Sainthood
When I think of all the things you've done,
The sacrifices you've made without a fuss,
I'm ashamed to have never thanked you enough,
And I'm doing so, now, on behalf of all of us.
The family you, tirelessly, raised as mother and wife,
We would nominate you for sainthood, if we could.
But knowing you are in Heaven along God's right side,
It's a blessing, all agree, equally, is just as good.
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