Poor Little Mary

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?