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