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You came to our Parish at a time of sorrow, And with you we
saw hope in tomorrow .
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Fr. Fitz left before we could say good bye, But then your
presence took away our sigh.
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Your brought a lot of faith and joy to the parish folks,
But Father John somethings gotta be done with those jokes.
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Sometimes during Mass we didn’t know if you were saying
house or horse, But as we listen to the gospel we figured it
out of course.
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Where you are going is very cold and far away,
We really wish there was some way you could stay.
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When the parishioners started losing as you Blessed them at
Bingo, “ Father we don’t need a Blessing today” became the
new Lingo.
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As
far as your cowboy days riding Fred the donkey and the
mechanical bull, You then became known as the Priest that
was cool.
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We
hope you enjoyed the festivals and sampling the food,
And hopefully introducing you to frog and alligator wasn’t
to crude.
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The Confirmation Retreats gave the teens hope and wishes,
Even though you couldn’t walk on water or multiply the
fishes.
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You’ve enjoyed the parties and doing the mardi gras shake,
But never forgetting the Blessing before cutting the King
Cake.
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We
say as a Parish “you’ve touched the hearts of us all”
And that “Fr. John, becoming a Priest, you’ve made the right
call”
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We
close this poem trying not to shed tears,
Having hope that we will see you again throughout the years.
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Good luck and God Bless, St. Theresa’s Parish
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Written by Theresa LeBlanc |
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