I take a deep breath, and look into the sky.
I think to myself I wish I wasn't shy.
I wish you were here to speak through the night.
I wish you were here and my fears put to flight.



There is nothing but death and the shadow of gloom.
Terrifying like a witch riding off on her broom.
There is no comfort for my tears.
No warm hand to be held through these years.
No words to convey my sorrow so bold.
While I watched with a sadness as to death you had rode.



I pray its not the end, but a beginning of sort.
I pray once again to see you at the port.
I pray for your safety and hope for the best.
I pray you'll stay well and gets lots of rest.
I pray you'll stay focused at the hard work ahead.
I pray I'll remember all the words you had said.



I hope not to see you in a hospital bed.
The thought of that scene fills my whole heart with dread.
You're brave and you're strong, I know you'll be well.
You're courage is unmatched it's like it's a spell.
I trust you explicitly, my whole pray is for you.
So come home soon, and in one whole piece too.


I love you indeed, in a jolly good way.
When you come home, it shall be a jubulent day.
Until that fine time as you come back for me.
What a day, what a day when your face I shall see!
It'll be Christmas time as when you had left.
Only this time from me, you won't be a theft.