In the hush of morning light we find
The whispers of a heart so kind
Among the leaves and blooming flowers
Love’s tender touch, her gentle powers.
Through the woods and fields she roamed
In every breeze, in every poem
Her spirit danced with nature’s grace
In love’s embrace, she found her place.
The rivers sang her sweet refrain
Her heartbeats echoed in the rain
With every step, with every breath
She wove her love, transcending death.
Oh, Mary Oliver, with eyes so bright
You taught us love in nature’s light
Your words, a legacy so pure
In love and nature, we endure.