I want you to come home,
I don't like that you're away.
I don't want to be alone,
For you, I'll wait for that day...
When you WILL come home.
I'll say "Hello, dear brother!",
Because I won't be dressed in black,
And have to comfort our grieving mother.
When you come home,
I'll give you a big hug, and a kiss,
I won't anymore be alone,
And you won't have to be longer missed.
I love you my twin brother,
Please come back to me and mother.
I wrote this for an English project about WW1.