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Gentlewomen You give up your birthrights, and leave your homes. The friendships most cherrished, fade into occasional hellos. Your home, a room, often times changiing more rapidly than you'ld like. The children are not yours. They arrive, then leave; you can only mold, not have. You give much so others might learn, that we must care for one another. That there is no other purpose. You sustain a fire, that one day must light every heart. I have felt its' warmth, more sensuous than velvet. It is free falling love. |
Additional Notes:
Poem refers to the Sinsinawa Dominicans.
Written for the profession of vows of
Mary Ellen O'Grady.
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