Snow

Another year is leaving, faster than the one before,
And lately I've been wondering how many I have more before the first snow falls.
Come home and stay a while,
Bring the ones you love with you.
I miss that crowd, it's mild,
Leave old anger at the doorway, let yesterday let go,
There's still time to love each other before the first snow.
I've learned that being right means nothing when an empty chair remains,
Pride can last a lifetime and then disappear beneath the name.
So call the one you're missing,
Forgive what you can forgive, God didn't give us tomorrow,
He gave us today to live before the first snow falls,
Before another season ends.
Sit beside the ones you love and become a family again.
And if this is my last November,