Lovely Rita

Rita Rizzo was more like you and I when she was younger Sometimes asking herself why she felt this sort of hunger But one way she was different was her great love for Jesus No matter how things went she knew that He still loved Us As this love for our Lord grew so did her wisdom and insight And all that strength that she drew in the seeing of His Light A woman of smaller stature no one could ever stand so tall For when it's Jesus you adore your enemies' often tend to fall But it was her constant prayer hour upon hour spent alone And the more she would become aware in His Light Shone Defending Him if it's needed in taking on her Lord's Fight But it's what she seeded in helping so many in their plight And now She's up there talking with all of the Lords Angels But down here feels so bare for now there are few parallels Perhaps we could, in Her name, also begin to do the same To the One who took all our blame so we'd have no shame Psalms 34:15 “The eyes of the LORD are upon the righteous, and his ears are open unto their cry.” God Bless Mother Angelica