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Sonnet for St. Francis

Sonnet for St. FrancisThough Francis bore the marks of Jesus’ pain,he walked the roads in simple joy and danced.He cast aside the robes of merchant gain,embracing poverty as life enhanced.A fearsome wolf at his request grew tame –for animal and town a happy end.He preached to birds and even dared to claimthat sun and moonContinue reading “Sonnet for St. Francis”