In the quiet of the night, her gentle light unfolds, A guiding star in darkness, a warmth that never grows…
In fields where wildflowers sway, Her words dance with the breeze, Every leaf whispers a story, In the hush of…
In the stillness of the morning light, Where whispers of nature softly sing, A soul took flight beyond our sight,…
In the quiet woods, where whispers dwell, Mary found a love that words canât tell. The leaves danced softly, in…
In the gentle embrace of the morning light, She wandered through fields, her heart in flight. With every step, the…
In the quiet of the evening’s gentle embrace,Mary whispers dreams to the stars above,Her heart a vessel of hopes and…
In the quiet whisper of the dawn’s first light, Mama Mary stands with grace and might. Her gentle hands, a…
In the whisper of the leaves, her voice remains, A gentle muse in nature’s grand embrace, Through every forest path,…
In the dawn’s early light, she wandered free, Through fields and forests, a soul at peace. With pen in hand,…