Sunday, January 08, 2012

Gone, revisited.

With the passing of my Aunt Nita yesterday...I decided to revisit and share this song. I wrote it about the words which surround us during times of loss. We all stand inside heartache in our own way. "Some days you let go / some days, you just don't know." - JDH

Gone (Days Like These)


Whispered voices

In mid embraces


There will be days like these

There will be days like these

Misplaced voices

In quiet places


Just get through, days like these

You’ll get through, days like these

But no one said anything

About it lasting this long

I guess it is just the balance of life

Now that she’s gone


Now that she’s gone

In these halls

In these rooms

An ache builds

A make-shift residence

Now that she’s gone

In these hours

In these days

A hurt buries deep,

Sparing no expense

Now that she’s gone


Trusted voices

In family faces


Get beyond, the days like these

Leave behind, days like these

Loosened voices

In good graces


You’ll forget, days like these

Once familiar, days like these

And no one will measure

Healing finally comes along

And Time finds time to stitches up your heart

Now that she’s gone



Some days, You let go

Some days, You just don’t know

You find

You can’t measure a life by a life

As a son, Daughter,

Husband, wife

With lost goodbyes

And no reprieves

You find you stay

Though in your heart

Each day she leaves