My lips will slip as i lick

Mother's milk pure as silk

Months may pass pouring forth

Mother's love pretty fit.

Mind you say....mumma sweet

Sweetest of all that is best

Shown on earth as in heaven

For me and you in and out.

Sun and moon pass so soon

Snow and mist melt so soon

For i may never get you back

Yet you re-live to relieve

My pain in heart for losing you.

In an age of winter age

I need you most in season

Not for morn, but for eve

And then for ever and ever,

That's forever ..amen