I long to linger in the loving arms
Of the most Blessed Mother Of May
Whose Son kisses the good ground
He paved by His sacrificial way
I long to walk in her path
Where red and yellow roses do grow
Near a warm, wandering stream
That Spiritedly flows
I long to rest in her Immaculate Heart’s
Luminous, sacred security
And share in the peaceful joy
Of her trusted soul’s true purity!