Kelly Osbourne quietly sang “Mama, I’m Coming Home” on her father’s worn acoustic guitar on the evening of July 22, inside their family home in Buckinghamshire — a home where Ozzy’s voice once echoed through every hallway. There was no stage. No spotlight. Only the warmth of flickering candles, the low creak of wooden floors, and the quiet presence of family and a few close friends. The air was thick with memory and grief. Kelly stepped into the room like she was stepping back in time. She sat on a simple wooden stool in front of the empty armchair her father always used, the same spot where he used to hum melodies in the dark when the rest of the world had gone to sleep. The guitar in her lap still bore the fingerprints of his final rehearsals — faint smudges on faded wood. Her voice was soft but steady, her hands gentle as she began to play. “This song,” she said, her voice catching in her throat, “was once a gift he sang for my mother. Tonight, I want to sing it again… for the great father who raised me.”.. WATCH VIDEO BELOW
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