Now That She Is Gone

Written by: L Milton Hankins

Now That She Is Gone

Now that she is gone, I am bereft of cheer
The holidays are the most difficult times
Oh, how I wish my dear Deborah were here
Now that she is gone, I am bereft of cheer
I always feel this way facing another year
For as I grow older, the steeper the climbs
Now that she is gone, I am bereft of cheer
The holidays are the most difficult of times.

written December 22, 2021