This time every year, I remember you
Christmas decors, blinking lights adorn our home
Excitement,merryment fills the air
Cuz all our kids are coming home to be with us
This time every year, I think of you
You hurry home to see if all is done
Their favorite foods and condiments,are all stacked
You love to cook, and it is time to show them off
This time every year, my tears won't stop
You looked at me, kissed me goodbye, and closed your eyes
The kids arrived, not to spend the Christmas joys
Cuz we buried you, and never said our favorite lines
"We love you Dad, but most of all on Christmas Day"
what a beautiful ode to your father!