A Tribute to Venerable Fulton J. Sheen
In stature the bishop was rather short,
But spoke with power like a judge in court;
Sometimes his sharp eyes were piercing swords,
Other times his smile was warm, like the Lord’s;
His divine sense of humor won us all,
Yes, “Uncle Fultie” always had a ball;
His Shakespearean drama shook the soul,
Yet leading us to Heaven was his goal.