Christmas cards are written
Candle light a glow
Looking out my window
Watching silver snow
Hidden in the corner
Lies a photograph of you
Smiling eyes looking at me
The way you used to do
I'll put a wreath on it
From the dark closet
Deck it all out to see
Cedar and holly
Fat man jolly
Twinkle yuletide tree
If you want me
You can find me
I'll be home Christmas eve
Empty stockings hang in firelight
Through the cracks cold winds breathe