In the gentle folds of twilight’s embrace,
Her presence graces the silent night.
Soft whispers of love fill the air,
Guiding hearts with celestial light.
Her hands, a cradle of endless care,
Holding the world in tender grace.
With eyes that mirror the heavens’ glow,
She blesses all with a mother’s face.
Through trials and storms, she stands serene,
A beacon of hope in endless skies.
Her voice a lullaby, gentle and sweet,
Calming the soul with whispered ties.
Mama Mary, in quiet strength you reign,
Guardian of dreams, protector of peace.
In your embrace, we find our solace,
Your love, a song that will never cease.