Come Home soon

It’s so good to have my children here

Joking and laughing is sweet to my ear

Upstairs they play and sing

To our LORD Jesus the King

I sit downstairs listening to them

Hoping that it will never end

One day they will grow and leave

I pray they will always believe

I miss and love my husband so

Soon I hope we’ll say hello

A phone call here and there

Isn’t making it, my Dear

Come home real soon, Hun

So we can play in the sun

The children and I will pray

For you to come home right away

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