My dear
I know you might not think that this is right
That I don't mean to give you a fright
Or into your conscience bite
While often we may have fight
This is not for guilt to create or for you spite
But I remember the times when we were tight
Before you couldn't stand me in your sight
And with me smile or laugh you might
In memory your face was always bright
And within the darkness you were always the light
Unfortunately these good times have faded and blight
And with my best wishes that this for you I write
You will always be in my heart, but I shall not be coming home tonight