A poem written by Rita J. Fitzgerald

Dear Lover of Mine

One day I saw the heavens open up,
and there was the blood from Jesus.

The King of Kings,
Who poured out his blood on my sinful soul.

And I asked Jesus
'When will I be without pain?'
Jesus said: 'Soon little girl
you will be without pain.'

I looked at Jesus
and He smiled as the lover of mine knows my soul.