Where Have You Gone, My Son?

 

Where have you gone, my son?
You have made a trail I cannot follow
There is a hole in my lonely heart
It’s left me feeling sad, so hollow

You took your life, my son
It was a year ago minus a day
I can think only of your memory
In both a happy and a sad sort of way

The note you left explained nothing
It made you seem insane, nothing more
Still I wonder what really went wrong
Why did you close and lock life’s door?

Where have you gone my son?
No longer can I hear your voice
I would give anything for you to speak
Even if all you made was noise

I miss you so much every single day
Words cannot describe the pain in my heart
Your family and friends feel the same
And that is only the start

I write the words to this song
And I imagine beauty singing it loud
For beauty is what you were to me
Every single day of you I was so proud

Where have you gone, my son?
Why did you take your life away?
It’s so hard for me to carry on
I will mourn you every single day

 

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Doesn’t take much to see the inspiration for today’s poem / song.  I really do imagine some beautiful singer singing this, by the way.  Maybe somebody with an Irish lilt; I think it would make for excellent Celtic music.

 

Anyway, I will have a post tomorrow, the anniversary of Danny’s death.  See you then.