SEVENTY-SEVEN TIMES / by Joe Castorino

Not seventy times,

But seventy-seven,

And even though 

I blew right by

That number 

Many years ago,

You still show me

Your forgiveness,

Over and over, and

Over and over again --

But why? Why are you so

Magnificently merciful?

Because you, Lord God,

Are Divine Mercy itself,

And your holy rays of 

Red and white burn

Through the darkness,

Deep into my soul,

Gently caressing it with

Tenderness and Love.