Poor little Mary, shining brightly like the sun.
Smiling every day even on rainy days.
So set on helping everyone.
She was a flame that burned brilliantly in the dark.
Attracting different people from far and wide.
Like moths to a light.
Wanting to save every soul she touched.
She burned just a little more to rekindle another spirit.
But she grows weaker as her flame burns brighter.
Now, who is going to be the one to save poor little Mary’s soul?