A stack of cards before me lies
With pens and stamps and signs of woe
To friends and kin, to distant ties
A ritual of cheer we sow
Through all the months we've lived apart
No calls, no notes, no bridge we spend
Yet here I sit with open heart
And scrawl connection by my hand
Oh, why not speak through seasons old
And share the joys and sorrows too
Instead we wait till snowflakes fall
To pen the words that hearts renew
A greeting brief, a hopeful cheer
Of health and joy for days ahead
A moment's care, but once a year
To stir a bond we thought long dead
Oh, why not speak through seasons old
And share the joys and sorrows too
Instead we wait till snowflakes fall
To pen the words that hearts renew
But still I write with earnest grace
To name a spark, each wish sincere
For though it's late, I've found my place
To cherish all, at least this year
Oh, why not speak through seasons old
And share the joys and sorrows too
Instead we wait till snowflakes fall
To pen the words that hearts renew