Michael Retucci

July 20, 1961    -    August 2002

Like water spilled on the ground, which cannot be recovered, so we must die. But God does not take away life; instead, he devises ways so that a banished person may not remain estranged from him.
Issiah 14:14

There's a pretty little legend
That I would like to tell
Of the birth and death of Jesus
Found in this lowly shell

If you examine closely,
You'll see that you find here
Four nail holes and a fifth one
Made by a Roman's Spear

On one side the Easter Lily
Its center is the star
That appeared unto the shepherds
And led them from afar

The Christmas poinsettia
Etched on the other side
Reminds us of His birthday
Our Happy Christmastide
Now break the center open
And here you will release
The five white doves awaiting
To spread Good Will and Peace

This simple little symbol,
Christ left for you and me
To help us spread his Gospel
Through all eternity

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