Where Do Lost Things Go?

We’ve all lost something before

Whether an old sock or a stuffed dinosaur 

A broken guitar, a key to a home

A book from school or a brown hair comb

We realize, much too late, these things slipped away

A sad reminder not everything is here to stay

We’ll miss these things, but move on with our lives

Another item for the archives 

Some people can’t let go - they search and search

But even after all their research

They still can’t find the thing they once held so dear

And then it’s really gone, into the atmosphere

But the real question that haunts my mind

About all these things we can’t quite find 

When feelings are lost, and connections are ended

Something happens and things can’t be mended

Do those once fond memories just fade away

Or are they still there, put away for another day?

All lost things have to go somewhere

So why do you act like they were never there?

Maybe we can’t find the things we lost

Mistakes happen, objects get tossed

But I don’t want you to forget

All the things we did that I’ll never regret.