Gather

Gather, we gather

Near and far we gather

The grandkids, the cousins

The one without a husband

I miss you, you're grown now

We've gotten by somehow

A year since she left us

We still can't talk about it

By the way

Happy holidays

Dad's off the deep end

He just won't admit it

We've tried sending podcasts

But I don't think he's listening

I love him, I. miss her

Nothin's been the same here

We're trying, he means well

What more can I ask for

By the way

Happy holidays

I'm so glad you're here

We've lost so much

And we have plenty

Painful holes hand-stitched

And molded back

We're tired and happy

Gather, we gather

I love when we gather

The snow's falling slower

We keep getting older