A mother’s light through Francis comes—
A light for us named Clare;
Her radiance down through time becomes
A loving mother’s care.
For many in her light are bathed
In Mary’s color blue,
As Mary’s spirit ’round her wreathes
A love that’s ever new.
Her daughters circle all the earth
To Jesus bring to all,
And her Poor Clares all know their worth
When through her Jesus calls.
For Jesus calls with Mary’s voice
To follow in Clare’s way;
He blesses each who makes the choice
Through prayer to shine her rays.
DEDICATED TO OUR GRANDDAUGHTER
CLARE OLIVIA PALASZ
PROCLAIMING TRUTH! 