Through the fog you appear,
A memory walking back to life,
First you're gone and now you're here,
And again I let you inside,
We've laughed and joked,
We've talked and fought,
We've sat and taked,
I've been happy more often than naught,
And now you have to leave again,
Back to the family you left behind,
Other sons, other loved ones,
Back to the lost family of mine,
If I could choose any parting words,
They'd be "Hurry back!" and "Don't forget me!",
And as you embark on this return journey of yours,
Don't forget this new life and where it could lead,
So hurry and leave these hallowed walls,
So you can hurry and return to this family's arms,
Please don't disappear, never to grace our lives,
Don't let this be our final goodbye,
I'll be here waiting on you,
To smile and laugh like father and son do,
I'll pray every night for your quick return,
And in my window a candle will burn,
To lead you back here,
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