 
When everywhere I go, I hear, The sounds and songs of Christmas. It takes me back to the time When I welcomed those sights Oh, how he loved the pretty, bright lights I can still hear the excitement in his voice The joy on his precious face. Now, all is quiet in our house If you listen, you can even hear a mouse.  Instead of hearing his laughter and seeing his face I must look deep into my heart and my mind And see him and hear him, as he was in the past. On that Christmas, now long ago In our house all was aglow with joy and happiness How beautiful was the tree But now it needs must be Just a memory from long, long ago...  For twenty short years, We had an angel in our house. For that, we give thanks. Time so short, but oh so sweet! We so clearly see The purpose of his life here on earth So giving, so caring, so loving One day in Heaven so sweet He will greet me, with arms open wide, Till then, My sweet Baby boy I will go on missing you, longing to see you... Loving you............... I love you my sweet baby boy  And watched a scene of angels playing their guitars There is a Heaven, A better place not far away. I wonder if your purpose in this life was to light my way To guarantee that we will meet in Heaven..    |