We used to love this time of year but now everything I see reminds me just how much I wish that you were back here with me For it's little things I notice that so fill my heart with pain such as reading Christmas greetings with no mention of your name And its lights may still be twinkling now, too because underneath its branches lay no gifts from me to you But wherever you are, dear Husband I hope somehow you will know that you're in my thoughts this Christmas for I'll always love you so. A sentimental poem written in a cursive font on a textured, parchment-like background with decorative flourishes. This graphic is intended for a memorial or a tribute to a lost spouse during the holiday season.
