In the quiet dawn, your presence shines, A beacon of hope in the darkest night. Mother of mercy, pure and…
In the quiet whispers of the dawn, she stands, A gentle light painting the world anew, Her presence, a balm…
In the quiet of the night, her presence shines, A gentle spirit, guiding with love so divine. Mother Mary, with…
In the morning light, Mary finds her way, Through whispering trees and fields of gold. Her steps are gentle, like…
In whispers of the gentle night, Mary walks with stars in sight, Her dreams weave tales of ancient lore, A…
In the gentle whispers of the night, Mary wanders beneath the moon’s embrace, Her thoughts like stars in endless flight,…
In a gentle light she stands, serene and bright, Mother Mary, guiding through the night. With whispers of comfort, a…
In the quiet whisper of the dawn’s first light, Mama Mary stands with grace and might. Her gentle hands, a…
In the stillness of the evening Her light gently shines A beacon for the wandering A solace for troubled minds…
In the gentle breeze of autumn’s call, Mary wanders through the rustling leaves, Her laughter echoes in the golden fall,…