Wrapped in a box.
Mailed to our hearts,
Goodbye, goodbye.
Filled with gifts,
That mean the world.
They bring back memories,
To which we hold so dear.
A teary eye and a healing heart,
This brings you back again.
Never will I forget those times
around Christmas time each year.
The open arms and heart you had,
Made each time I saw you so magic.
Though now you're gone,
It's hard to not cry.
Because I love you,
and miss you - my dear.
