Mary Anne

With the strength of an angel's arms

This lady of many charms.

Often she sits alone

When she is at home.

She finds things to fill her day

With time left to pray.

She is behind her man

To help him all she can.

When he travels for many miles

She waves good bye with a smile.

Patiently waiting for his return

With a loving heart that yearns.

He safely trusts in Mary Anne.

She helps in all of his plans.

While the hours pass away

She is willing at home to stay.

Honor is the badge she wears

Because for him she cares.

O Mary Anne what a lady fair

To her man she is so dear.

Missions are accomplished because of her

Patiently waiting for the one she prefers.

Love is the key to this story

It will all be revealed in glory!

Midi "My Mary Ann" by: James Narramore

Poem Written by: Lena Kittrell

June 22, 2002

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