I'm sorry you have to go through this alone,

I only have words to try to bring you home.

I've never lost anyone that close to me.

I can't imagine how hard Christmas must be.



I'm sure he would have loved to see you grow,

To see you dressed up in your rain boots and coats,

He would have loved to hold you in his arms back stage,

or just before you go out for your show.



He would have been proud to see the two women he's raised,

Working hard to keep a family, a house and driving their mother insane.

He would have loved to hear you play,

All the songs you write with such detail and love.



He would have loved to be a grandfather,

He would have loved to see his grand sons and daughters.

Sometimes people leave us, to make us stronger.

At least that's what I tell my mother, when she misses my father.