We Will Gather 'Round Again

So fondly I remember, We would gather ‘round and sing Mom on the piano, as Christmas Melodies would ring. Music always brought us joy, Come and join us, by all means! Come fill the house with melodies, Saxes, trumpets, violins! We would try to sing our parts, Smiling all the while together Building gilded memories As we cavorted altogether. Now we live in different places And our pianist has gone home, But we will gather ‘round in heaven And sing again near heaven’s throne. There, angelic chorus And all of heaven’s host- Will raise our mightiest praise To the God we love the most. How I thank Him for my family Whom I’ll see, I don’t know when, But I look forward to the day When we’re gathered ‘round again.