• A lost soul wanders, drifting wide,
    Through endless night, with no guide.
    In shadowed streets, through hollow space,
    Searching for a forgotten place.

    The winds they whisper, the stars they weep,
    A voice calls softly from the deep,
    A distant echo of love once known,
    A warmth from a family that has grown.

    Through valleys cold and mountains steep,
    The soul stirs restless, unable to sleep.
    Memories fade, yet a spark remains,
    Of laughter shared and sweet refrains.

    With every step, the heart does race,
    To find the lost, to fill the space.
    A journey long, yet filled with grace,
    For love awaits in that distant place.

    Finally, the path grows clear and bright,
    A reunion bathed in golden light.
    The lost soul, once adrift in night,
    Returns to love, to set things right.

    In the arms of kin, the soul now free,
    Finds peace, its heart in harmony.
    The family lost, now found again,
    A cycle whole, to start, to mend.