The Secret of the Rosary

Each day I leave my room And walk on down the hall 'Til I reach the Chapel With the Cross upon the wall. As I enter I see Mary Then Jesus on the Cross I kneel to pray the rosary Beginning with Her loss. Each decade is said with love Whether spoken fast or slow Then I'll stop and ask for help When I'm feeling low. And when I'm weak and frightened I ask for prayers of calm So at the end of the rosary My Mother makes me strong. Brenda Elizabeth Rose