Mon, 12/04/2006 - 4:56pm — Cody
Like foolish folk of old I would not be,
Who had no room that night for Him and thee.
See, Mother Mary, here within my heart
I've made a little shrine for Him apart;
Swept it of sin, and cleansed it with all care;
Warmed it with love and scented it with prayer.
So, Mother, when the Christmas anthems start,
Please let me hold your baby --in my heart.
Sr. Maryanna, O.P.
Robert, Cyril. Mary Immaculate: God's Mother and Mine. New York: Marist Press, 1946.
