In fields where golden sunlight falls,
She walked with grace, her spirit calls,
To every leaf and rustling wing,
She found the song that nature sings.

Through forests deep and rivers wide,
Her heart with wildness did abide,
With pen in hand, she wove her dreams,
And captured life’s most tender themes.

The morning’s dew, the evening’s glow,
In every breath, she came to know,
The simple truths, the endless skies,
Reflected in her gentle eyes.

So let us honor, let us share,
The beauty found in Mary’s care,
For in her words, we come to see,
The boundless love of earth and sea.