In the quiet dawn, Mary rises with the sun,
Her heart, a mosaic of dreams yet to be spun.
With every breath, she whispers to the sky,
A tale of hope, where shadows cease to lie.

Her eyes, like stars, hold secrets deep and old,
A story of strength, in whispers soft and bold.
Through trials and storms, she gracefully treads,
A spirit unbroken, where courage gently spreads.

In the garden of life, she plants seeds of light,
Nurturing each with love, through day and night.
Her laughter, a melody that dances on the breeze,
A symphony of joy, that puts the heart at ease.

As twilight falls, Mary gazes at the stars,
Dreaming of worlds beyond, where there are no scars.
In her embrace, the night finds peace untold,
For in Mary’s heart, a universe unfolds.