Catechism Poem by Patti Masterman

You are my Saint
of the hungry Heart;
thirsting Icon of
prayers and supplication-
to You do I dedicate
this well-tested heart,
beseeching you in your
loving kindness,
not to forget
that it once belonged
to a child and that it is
all shot thru with faults:
the seven deadly sins and
there be holes and worn spots
plenty in this gift
Which is wholly and freely
given, gushing Blood
and rain of torrential tears,
all in your Name,
oh wondrous One-
The love inside remains
Immaculate.