Dear Mary Poem by Joyce Hemsley
Dear Mary
Her name was sweetest Mary,
Blue eyes and golden hair.
Her voice was soft and gentle
And her heart so full of care.
Oh, how we worship Mary,
Around her grave the flowers grow.
Tulips in the springtime
And snowdrops in the snow.
In dreams we see dear Mary,
A radiance just like gold.
And we hear her quiet voice singing
As she sang in days of old.
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