Candlelight flickers and lights
the shadow of my father's picture
Guitar perched onto his arms
On a frosty and windy Christmas night
Memories rush about seasons together
My mind freezes with nostalgic pain
I think about his little old town house
A country home he'd never forget.
I pledge and pray to continue
The work he left behind
My brother and I would agree
To keep his lifelines alive.
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