Our Lady
(12 December, the Solemnity of Guadalupe)
The roses fell
Into his cloak made
Of rough cloth
He took the flowers
To the priest who
Wanted proof before
Believing him
And in the lady
Man of Aztec culture
And holy woman
So hard to believe
Might all our miracles
And visitations
Go over so easily
For fleshly saints
And innocents
C L Couch
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