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Our Lady of Guadalupe

  • Writer: Anne Childress
    Anne Childress
  • 2 days ago
  • 1 min read
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Our Lady of Guadalupe, Feast Day of December 12


Upon the hill where roses bloomed, so rare, so bright,  

She came with grace, a mother clothed in light.

Her mantle shone with stars across the sky,

A sign of hope for all who lift their cry.

She spoke with love, her voice both calm and true,

To Juan Diego, chosen, humble, new.

A gift of faith, her image left behind,

A mother’s care for all of humankind.

On this day’s dawn, December’s sacred flame,

We honor her and praise her holy name.

Our Lady’s heart, forever near, will stay,

Guiding her children on their pilgrimage.


 
 
 

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