After years of ignoring our collection of dust-covered boxes filled with holiday decorations, I decided to write this song. This song reflects on how the loss of a loved one changes simple moments into cherished memories.

Box in the Attic

There’s a box in the attic,
it’s been there for years
It used to bring happiness,
now, only tears;

It reminds me of you,
And sweet memories made
Leaving cookies for Santa,
And the nutcracker parade;

Memories of Christmas
Lights all aglow
Reflections of presents
Ribbons and bows;

Memories of Christmas
Each holiday past
Packed away in a box
From first to the last;

Hold tight to the moments,
they’ll be memories one day
Decorations come down,
All packed away;

Memories of Christmas
Lights all aglow
Reflections of presents
Ribbons and bows;

Memories of Christmas
Each holiday past
Packed away in a box
From first to the last;