THE SWEETEST HEART OF JESUS
From the corner of my church pew,
Sometimes I feel alone,
When I see the happy couples,
In love when I’m alone.
I hide behind my lacy veil,
And duck my head to pray,
‘Please, Jesus, be my Valentine
This sweetheart’s special day.’
I look up past the altar rails,
And see the Sacred Heart,
His eyes full of affection and
My tears begin to start.
His Mother stands there next to him,
Her heart is set afire,
With love for all her children and
I feel a sweet desire.
Then warmth invades my senses as
I feel a ‘special’ grace,
From the sweetest Heart of Jesus
Like a kiss upon my face.
This poem on the Sweetest Heart of Jesus is copyrighted © 2014 by Donna Sue Berry. All rights reserved. Used with Permission.
Written on January 19, 2014 for Saint Valentine’s Day
Art for this poem on the Sweetest Heart of Jesus: The picture depicts the Sacred Heart of Jesus on an early 20th-century painting (the painter is unknown). It is exhibited in the Greek Catholic Cathedral of Hajdudorog, Hungary. This painting decorates the Western wall of the Northern side-nave, undated, photographed by jojojoe, 26 April 2010, CCA-SA 3.0 Unported, Wikimedia Commons.