In the quiet woods where shadows play,
Mary found love in the leaves’ soft sway.
Whispers of wind carried her dreams,
In nature’s heart, love’s endless streams.

Beneath the boughs where sunlight dances,
She saw love in the wildflowers’ glances.
Every petal a tender embrace,
In the wild’s arms, she found her place.

The river sang of love’s gentle flow,
In its waters, she felt the glow.
The morning mist, a lover’s sigh,
In nature’s realm, love never dies.

With every dawn, a new love story,
In the golden fields, a timeless glory.
Mary’s heart, like a bird in flight,
Found love in nature’s purest light.