Merry Christmas Dad...

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"

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Ruth Lovejoy's picture

what a beautiful ode to your father!