Like a string of Job’s tears, we hold them dear to our hearts.

A short duologue about what really lies beneath the veil and priestly robes.

I have never told this story to anyone, other then my mother and two sisters, but I give it here to those I hope might understand.

A nun and her rosary.

Telling the story of the nuns of the Catholic church. A poem of people who have a desire to make a difference. To have a life of service.