Oh Father, Oh Mother.

When I leave this frail existence,  

when I lay this mortal by,  

Father,  Mother,  may I meet you 

in your royal courts on high?  

Then,  at length,  when I've completed 

all you sent me forth to do,  

with your mutual approbation 

let me come and dwell with you.  

Please?  May I just come home for a time?  A small moment,  a bit of time where I can see your faces again.  So that I can remember why I chose to come to this place.  This place full of anger and hate.  This foreign land where I'm cut off from your presence.  I want to remember,  to be sure of myself again.  I want you to hold me in your arms again.  


Ohh,  how I miss you.