The winter left her blanket here this morning
A soft and gentle coverlet of white
Unfolded in the shadows of the dawn
It Sparked in the early morning light
You would have loved this
You would have loved this
This was your favorite time of day
The greenery is laid across the mantle
And ornaments are hanging on the tree
And cradled in the windowsill’s a candle
A beacon in the night to call you back to me
You would have loved this
You always loved this
I know you loved this time of year
And though I understand
One day again I’ll see you
I long to touch your hand, hear your voice, feel you
You would have loved this
You always loved this
Oh, how you loved.