Where Did the White Christmases Go

Snowflakes danced in the winter air. Laughter echoed, we didn't have a care.

Mom's cocoa steaming in the Christmas glow. Dad's deep voice singing soft and

low. The world felt small, the joy so wide.

We had it all with dad by our side. Where did the white

Christmases go? The ones with love, the ones we know.

Now the snow still falls but it feels so thin. Without you here,

where do we begin? The tree still sparkles, the stockings hang.

But the songs we sing just don't sound the same. Grandma's pies still