Christmas Lights
Christmas Lights
My son lives in Florida with his spouse
I was visiting them at their house
On my last day in the warm sunlight
He was outside hanging a Christmas light
I walked outside and my eyes started to tear
Because my wife is no longer hear
I always disliked hanging Christmas lights
Early comes the winter days and nights
My wife would always give me directions
On how to hang the decorations
I now miss hearing my wife say
No don’t do it that way
I didn’t always take her advice
To hear her now would really be nice
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