Poem September 1, 1986 Issue

Our Father's house

JANET IVCICH HEGARTY

The children are strong and wise,
Their vision is clear.
The house is full of gladness—
Love beckons: Enter here.

Each creature is bathed
In Love's pure light.
Each thought is joy,
And action, and might.

Everything is in order,
Lack and loss unknown.
Everything is in order—
The pilgrims are home.

JANET IVCICH HEGARTY

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