The winter left her blanket

here this morning

A soft and gentle coverlet of white

Unfolded in the shadows of the dawn

It Sparked in the early morning light

You would have loved this

You would have loved this

This was your favorite time of day

The greenery is laid across the mantle

And ornaments are hanging on the tree

And cradled in the windowsill's a candle

A beacon in the night

to call you back to me

You would have loved this

You always loved this

I know you loved this time of year

And though I understand

One day again I'll see you

I long to touch your hand,

hear your voice, feel you

You would have loved this

You always loved this

Oh, how you loved.