Our Lady of Guadalupe

Our Lady of Guadalupe, Feast Day of December 12

On Tepeyac, the winter froze,

Yet through the ice, a garden rose.

Not for the proud or those of fame,

But for a man of humble name.

"Am I not here?" the Mother said,

As roses turned from white to red.

He gathered them within his fold,

To show a sign more rich than gold.

The cloak fell open, wide and free,

For all the doubting world to see

Not just the blooms of Spanish light,

But Mary’s face in colors bright.

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