Old Father Tom

Old Father Tom

 

One of nature´s gentlemen

embued with nobility and humility

a rare combination

A priest of sincerity, integrity and prayer

a rich composition

You made your way to the Julian Shrine

and there, whilst in prayer you passed on

they found you there

gently resting your head on a pew end

whilst communing with your Lord

He had taken you to himself

in a place steeped in spirituality and prayer

He had called you  by name to be there

To a Holy Place

in order for him to see your Holy Face

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◄ She sailed in...

Lost but Held ►

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