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Poem: “The Gift of Love”
by Katie Furman
The Gift of Love The greatest love story ever told The one that means the most, Is raised on high in holy hands In one small precious Host. Kate Watkins Furman
Author Archive for Katie Furman
Poem: “The Holy Name of Jesus”
by Katie Furman
The Holy Name of Jesus Oh, holy name, most sacred name So worthy of all praise, That heals the very saddest heart And Lights the darkest ways. Oh, precious word, sweet word of love Whatever could there be, That sings such music to the soul And means so much to me!! Kate Watkins Furman
Poem: “The Song of the Wolf”
by Katie Furman
The Song of the Wolf The old wolf saw the shining star That twinkled in the sky, He followed in it’s silver trail That led him by and by. To a poor and rustic stable Beyond the town’s far rim, Where something stirred His proud wild heart And seemed to beckon him. But when he […]
Poem: “When the Snowbird Sings”
by Katie Furman
When the Snowbird Sings The snowbird sings his winter song And sings it merrily, When frost is sparkling in the sun There on the holly tree. The lovely song of tinkling bells Is bright and sweet to hear, And like the white and silent snow Falls softly on the ear. So tiny snowbird sing your […]
Poem: “In Evening’s Peace”
by Katie Furman
In Evening’s Peace Blue twilight soft as angels’ wings Has swept old Winter’s sky, Where icy winds slipped through the trees And sought the mountains high. From one small home, one shining light Illuminates the snow, Where burns the warmth of love and fire, As evening’s shadows grow. The smoke ascends the silvered sky, A […]
Poem: “The Empty Crib”
by Katie Furman
The Empty Crib The attic in the dust of time The little cradle keeps, Where silent in it’s tiny bed, The past forever sleeps. And as I look upon it there So quiet and alone, I see once more, within my heart, The babe that, now, is grown. I see the precious curly head That […]
Poem: “In Adoration”
by Katie Furman
In Adoration There from behind the flowered hill Rising ever higher, Bursts forth the sun from darkest night A Monstrance spun of fire. While rosy clouds, like angels’ wings At the Tabernacle’s door, Gather in the pale blue skies As a thousand springs before. In Adoration wake the hills The sleeping bear, the rose For […]
Poem: “An Autumn Twilight”
by Katie Furman
An Autumn Twilight The autumn evening’s filled with peace The night birds softly call, The hint of frost, the waking stars The smoky air of fall. The deer pass down the wooded trail The year’s last crickets sing, While summer flowers bow and weep On fields that wait for spring. And I walk on in […]
Poem: “The Holy Catholic Priest”
by Katie Furman
The Holy Catholic Priest I saw him climb the altar steps His white head bowed in prayer, His hands, those grace full hands of his Bless all assembled there. And in his face, that holy face, I saw the years gone by And all the love and sacrifice They meant for you and I. The […]
Poem: “The Holy Catholic Church”
by Katie Furman
The Holy Catholic Church Oh, Bride of Christ, you’re beautiful So radiant your face. Crowned in love by holy priests Your raiment spun of grace. Attended to by angel choirs That ever sing your praise, The mother of the blessed saints Who wisely chose your ways. Protector of the Eucharist Beloved of the Queen, The […]
Poem: “The Red Winged Blackbird”
by Katie Furman
The Red Winged Blackbird It’s said that once, long, long ago, When Christ had come to die, The Blackbird saw Him on the cross And wouldn’t pass Him by. He landed there, beside Our Lord To see what he could do To free the deadly crown of thorns That pierced Our Savior through. He worked […]
Poem: “At The Foot of the Cross”
by Katie Furman
At The Foot of the Cross My Son is dead now His suffering is past And from that cruel cross They bring him at last. I hold His still hands Now pierced and so torn, His fair face is ghastly From lashes and thorn. His pure eyes so lovely Are closed now in peace, What […]
Poem: “The Lullaby of Tears”
by Katie Furman
The Lullaby of Tears When Jesus was a little child As evening’s shadows lay, The Holy Virgin held Him close For tired was He from play. And Heaven sent in shining white The angels to their King Who kissed His precious baby hands Then knelt to pray and sing. The flowers bloomed to hear their […]
Poem: “The Priest”
by Katie Furman
The Priest The Priest, the portal in this world Through which the Christ will pass, Unfolding like a snow white rose In priestly hands at Mass. Our Lady’s consecrated son One chosen from all men To baptise, marry, lay to rest And heal us of our sin. His sacrifice no equal knows His value beyond […]
