Poem on Marie Adelaide De Cice

In silence deep, her soul took flight, Marie Adelaide De Cice, a flame of light.

With Mary's heart her guide and grace, She carved a path, a sacred place.

No walls confined her daring dream, A love that flowed like living stream.

With courage clothed, in mercy crowned, She saw the Lord in all around.

Dear Daughters of the Heart so pure, Your mission lives, your call is sure.

In every act of selfless care, Her gentle spirit lingers there.

You carry forth what she began, In hidden ways, God’s loving plan.

So let this feast be filled with song— To her whose faith still makes you strong.

Rejoice, dear Sisters, one and all, In Mother’s love and heaven’s call.

For in your hearts her dream still grows, Like Mary's heart—it overflows.

Thelma Paiva

Happy Feast, Dear Sisters on the Feast of Mother De Cice