Unveiled Strength: A Ballad of Mary

In the heart of the city, where lights shine so bright,

Lived a woman named Mary, her spirit took flight.

Married on paper, alone in her soul,

A life of resilience, a tale to unfold.

With hands roughened and heart full of scars,

Mary toiled tirelessly, reaching for stars.

A pub her workplace, a stage for her plight,

Serving the thirsty, through day and through night.

Her husband a stranger, a distant mirage,

Left her to fend for herself, a life full of triage.

Yet Mary stood tall, her spirit unbroken,

A warrior within, her resolve unspoken.

The clatter of glasses, the chatter of tongues,

Mary wove through them, her spirit unsung.

A smile on her face, a mask to conceal,

The burdens she carried, the battles surreal.

In the dim-lit corners, she watched life unfold,

The joys and the sorrows, the stories untold.

A silent observer, a confidante true,

Mary's empathy boundless, her heart ever new.

From dawn's early light till the stars filled the sky,

Mary persevered, with a never-ending sigh.

Her body might tire, her spirit might ache,

But her resolve unyielding, no matter the stake.

A married single woman, a paradox true,

A beacon of strength, a spirit anew.

In the depths of her struggle, a lesson profound,

Resilience and courage, in every sound.