It's Too Late
When we were with each other,
Her fond looks I disregarded;
Her true feelings I neglected.
What a stupid I was then!
There’s no use crying over spilt milk…
Bite Size Contest no.62 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Date: 02-05-2023
Copyright © Srinivas Veepuri | Year Posted 2023
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