Shall we sing a song of sorrow
In Mother of Sorrow Church
Before we put Bertha in the
Hard rock ground
Of St. Mary's, McKies Rocks, P.A.
Or should we rejoice
That her homilies live on
And will be passed along
To all the young
Yet to come?
We can look at her in Tony Sanvito's
What if kids line up
To walk by the flame lit bier
How many will there be?
How many did she touch?
When she taught
And steered the learning machine.
Eight years ago she left them
And they gave her a scrapbook.
Author: D. M. Corgiat
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