And here I am the child you’ve known still unchanged and under-grown…forever Mammy I’ll be your own. In my heart you are my home!
When you leave how much I cry…oh how I hate to say goodbye. And even though you shall return in my soul it does confirm I’ll go with you to the grave; for on this earth I will NOT stay without thee!
Any goodness I have known has come with love from thy bones and if you vanished and went away such kind, grandness would flee from me. A bitter crone would be all they’d see, a tyrants shadow, the devil’s kin…without your hand they’d be all but sin! You are my comfort-you are my joy! You are the apple that gleams in sight… you are the last I think at night. And if I ever go away all I hope to God and pray that my love won’t be forgotten, that my admiration for ye shan’t have fallen. You are the woman God has sent to ease my pain and calm my laments. This curse which heaven has given above it all an angel’s risen. A glimmer in the darkness, a call in the night when confusion surrounds me…you find me a light!