Christmas morning I awake,
feeling emptiness and heartache.
One less present under the tree,
one less person to laugh with me.
What I would do to have you back,
to open gifts, and watch TV tack.
But I know that will never be,
so I hold you tight inside of me.
I close my eyes and think of you,
and remember that you loved me too.
I see your smile and shining eyes,
then I know that love never dies.