At the Footbridge
I met Regret today,
he sat down beside me--
whilst across the creek,
Opportunity circled about
Regret introduced himself,
between my bevy of sighs,
I stated, “I wish I'd never met you, sir”
to which he plainly replied,
“But then you'd never meet him...”
as he glanced beyond the footbridge
So I walked across the cobblestone,
--and we never spoke again
July 22, 2016
Current contest: I Got Zero, Nothing, Nada 2
Former contest: At the Footbridge (judged July 26)
Copyright © Sam Jameson | Year Posted 2016
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