CHRISTMASTIME

It’s the end of December
It’s that time of year
You used to rush around
Full of joy, full of cheer

But now that you’re gone
It’s just not the same
I’ve tried the brave face
But it just turns out lame

So I’m going to be honest
Honest with myself
Spend time with the memories
Of my dear departed wife

If you see me lying down
And not joining in
Please do not fret
I’m with my favourite person