Mother thou art nakedly-

My right and purest chalice,

Let none challenge sacristy,

Honesty and warmth balanced.

In dreams I cling desperately,

The faintest hint of pleasure,

To bask in your empathy,

To want for nothing never.

Dear, I pray your indulgence,

Nay let me stew and suffer,

Lest dreaming peek refulgence,

Have mercy divine mother.