Where go the people, the ones we were certain
That life without them would be such a burden?
Will they come back one day to claim
Our love, loyalty, attention or blame?

Where go the songs that defined our youth?
Daily we played them to drown out the news;
Today they seem lost to a cacophonous sound
They no longer help us from feeling down.

Where go the stores that brought us their wares?
We hoped they might resolve all of our cares;
We thought these things might give us a sense
That our lives had value in dollar and cents?

Where go the days of our youthful bliss
The many moments that brought happiness?
Will they bring sunshine, love and pleasure
Or will they sink like so much buried treasure?

Where go the days of church time with fellow
Parishioners eating so many pies and jello?
As neighbors together sharing some time
Laughing and talking before we all dined.

Where did they go, those days we all cherished?
Days we never imagined would perish;
Where have they gone? Well certainly not far
They are just out of reach — like the brightest star.