I write to you now from the bunker,
beneath the surface of what was once London.
The earth around me shakes,
it quivers and quakes,
as sand falls from the cracks in the walls.

I don't want you to worry about me,
I'll return home eventually, one way or another.
I hope this letter finds you,
when the sky is blue,
and the sun shines down on our beautiful son.

I want you to always remember,
with or without me, you're the strongest girl I know.
You're going far in this world,
your voice will be heard,
and you are only are strong as you think you are.

So reach for the stars,
my love.

I'm sure we'll meet again.