Mary Anne's sweet heart blossoms
With sweetness bees go after.
She's a treasured friend of mine.
Healing I find her laughter.

Roses are known for beauty
Mary Anne's heart for its love.
It is sweeter than lilacs
And more gentle than a dove.

She has hair that is brunette
Of coiffures she has no need.
Her heart, I highly treasure
Close to Christ, me, she does lead.

With the sunshine of her heart
Warming hearts she makes an art.