Long ago I learned a secret to peace and grace
When I was given a rosary with a found embrace.
I love the rosary beads that bring me great solace
Whether it be in a church or some other holy place.



As I caress each and every one my soul is blessed,
Each decade is said with a barely audible request.
I recite the familiar phrases that form a prayer
I am not alone for my Lord is here.



I am saddened when I see those who do not know,
The power of God's love and its radiant glow.
It makes no difference which church we attend.
For we are Christians, be it family or friend



The basis of our faith is all the same
We are only different by our name,
As long as we follow our dear Lord's word.
Old and New Testaments are preferred



The gospels are a magical compass to a good life
Adhering to them assures us a glorious afterlife
True, I do believe in the Lord's magic
For to not know Him, is truly tragic.



I know someday my time will come, I will gladly consent
For the presence of my Lord is Heaven sent
The name Catholic means universal
After all I have spent all these years in rehearsal



© Carol (Cali) G. Oliver











His Word is so powerful, it has been described
as being a lamp unto your feet
and a light unto your path.... ~ Psalms  119:105