In the quiet dawn, her whispers wake the earth,
Mother Mary, with hands so full of grace,
Her gentle touch brings peace, a love of endless worth,
Guiding every soul to her warm embrace.
Her eyes, like stars, reflect the heavens’ glow,
A beacon for the lost, the weary, and the weak,
In her presence, hearts find strength they did not know,
Through every trial, itâs her solace we seek.
She walks with us, through shadows and through light,
A motherâs love, unwavering and pure,
In every prayer, her spirit shines so bright,
Through her, we find the courage to endure.
Oh, Mother Mary, Queen of Heavenâs song,
Your grace, a melody that fills the sky,
Forever in our hearts, where you belong,
With every step, your love will never die.