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Looking Back
I’ve not scaled the highest mountain, nor sailed the deepest sea, But I’ve held my children in my arms and that’s enough for me. I never walked upon the moon: repelled down steep ravines, But the bedtime tale, told a little child, is far greater than it seems. I once longed to swim the coral reef with snorkel, fin and mask, But a day by the sea with my children in tow, was enough for me to ask. To soar from mountain meadow, through skies of deepest blue: Once a lovely dream of mine, but a dream that would never come true. I wondered in my younger years, before I had fully matured, If I was missing out on life and all its great rewards? I settled young and missed some fun, as children came and grew. I thought of all I could have been and all I'd hoped to do. But years pile up and weigh us down: resolve begins to wane. We’re left here looking toward the back, replaying life again. It's strange how clear it all seems now, from an elder point of view. How meaningless some dreams became: like time itself they flew. And I am left just standing here with very few regrets, For things undone and sights unseen and people never met. For other folks my days on earth might seem to lack success, But looking back across those years; I’m sure I've done what’s best. © 2015 Diane Lefebvre
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Book: Shattered Sighs