The tree is all trimmed.  
The gifts are all wrapped.
  The hymns are all sung,  
And the travel plans mapped.
  And still there's a sadness  
That lies in your heart,  
For a dog that was lost  
And a love now apart.
  A stocking is missing,  
With toys and a treat.  
A lap is now empty,  
A space at your feet.  
Yet remember this season  
God's small gift to you,  
Wonderful memories  
To treasure life through.