I was shown some wet eyes,
some little tears I was passed
to the back Until no one was left
To hug for good bye was I
waved to the trains
Arrival will be
Late was your
Hug made me
Loved was I
was called by my name
When I arrived in the night
I was greeted with much
laughter I was
remained silent with a
smile was talked to quite
a lot was helped with some
leaves and stones was listened to
Whatever story I was sharing
I was missed and asked
For I was speculated
Wherever place I could be
I was hugged very
Tight in the day
I was made a
Home In the time
I was absent
And I was let
through the door
When I was present
Again, In Romania