Mary's Healing Grace
In Mary's gentle gaze, a haven blooms,
My soul unburdens amidst her room,
She cradles words I've long kept concealed,
A guardian of emotions, revealed.
With empathetic ears, she tunes in,
In silence, healing gently begins,
Her counsel, a lantern through darkened haze,
Guiding me through life's intricate maze.
Through teardrops shed and laughter shared,
She fosters trust, no judgment bared,
In this sacred space, I find release,
Embraced by solace, my heart finds peace.
Mary, my beacon, my mental embrace,
In your care, I find strength and grace,
To speak and listen, soul unshackled free,
In your embrace, I become me.
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