Dorothy Day

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Dorothy Day
Dorothy Day
I heard your story today
I'm glad it came my way

You had a heart
for the downtrodden
and the sad
that made up in some way
for the unhappiness you had
and your story made me glad

Dorothy Day
Dorothy Day
Some say you were a saint
Some bishops and cardinals
say you ain't
But a kinder heart toward others
I could not imagine or dream up
lest a harsher view of you some paint

You had an abortion once
perhaps the knock against you
You once used to live life so high
and perhaps it was that too
but, then one day
you must have asked deeper questions
and wondered WHY?
many tears you surely did cry
and your search led you to the sky
and God it seemed he did forgive and understand
and his hopes for you became your command

Of you I'm sure he was so proud
not of where you were
but of what you became
So I felt privlidged to learn your name
and to me you personify the meaning of a saint
I could not really understand their complaint
but anyway I don't think you'd care
your mission was your heart and kindness
to share and not to earn yourself a name
or to seek accolades or fame

Dorothy Day
Dorothy Day
I heard your story today
I'm glad it came my way
I promise to say a prayer for your soul
when I go to church to pray
because what you did meant something
and that something endures 'till this day

©  James T. Adair

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