Please Come Home My Sweet Child
Come home my sweet child
for I miss you,
I cry silently and alone
wondering where you are.
I wait constantly by the phone
as I wait for you to call
wondering if my sweet child is safe and secure.
Did I do anything wrong?
for you to leave in this way
that has left me with a broken heart.
I worry that the knock on the door by the police
tells me that you are injured or something worse,
Where are you my sweet child
for I am lost without you here with me
I cannot protect you when I
have no clue where you are.
Has somebody hurt you?
and do you feel you are afraid to come home
because you feel distraught and confused.
As the days turn black as night
I think of you constantly,
wondering what are you feeling now
and do you ever think that nobody cares?
I went searching in your favourite places
and I asked all of your school friends for help.
Where are you my sweet child?
as the hours turn to days and the days turn to weeks
with not a word from you
or of news that you have been found.
I pray that you will come home to me soon
safe and sound and unharmed,
I leave a light on in your bedroom
so it may guide you back home to me
I will never give up on you
for you are a big part of my life.
I will never rest until I know you are safe and sound
that I can hold you once again in my arms
to tell you how much I love you
and how proud I am of you.
Come home my sweet child,
Please come home my sweet child.
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