Regrets

How can such joy we shared turn to sorrow?
How can the promise of our vows be stilled?
One day happy, then divorced tomorrow.

As I look back on years we spent as one
I recall how you always made me laugh.
It’s so sad we no longer share that fun.

Though we were surely blessed to share two births
Whose raising up would be a joy to me,
To see their little faces filled with mirth.

You missed those years in choices that you made.
I understand as illness grips your heart
You think of those regrets that must be paid.

For your only son wants no part of you.
His tiny baby you will never know---
He’ll know his step-grandpa whose love is true.

Please look back and remember your great thirst
For always getting what you wanted and
Your desire of putting yourself first.

What you give out will come right back to you.
A valued lesson you have yet to learn.
You need to learn it fast, years left are few.

I truly wish you well upon this quest.
Seek this helpful knowledge within yourself.
Ask the angels to help you give your best.

These truths may cut you like the sharpest knife,
But with God’s help that dwells inside of you---
You may still change to live a happy life.


Note: For my Ex-husband whose children don't want anything to do with him. He just 
had a heart attack and will soon have an operation on his heart. Our daughter drove 
him home because he had no-one else to help him. Our son still doesn't care.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Fleming Avatar
October 11, 2015 at 1:32 PM
I have spent a lifetime on my own...and regret just about everything I have ever done...But that is sometimes just how it is. A man makes his bed and lies in it! Wise words, Connie, wise words indeed. My very best regards, Connie! :) john
Suzadail Jr. Avatar
March 26, 2012 at 7:48 AM
Sad but even sadder is the time when one looks back and says "I should have.......". Hope it all works out as regret is one of the most difficult emotions to deal with.
Wesley Avatar
November 29, 2011 at 6:18 PM
A decision mad in a moment can bring a lifetime of sorrow. Thes events are always so sad but you are among friends who are supportive Connie.
Keogh Jr. Avatar
March 21, 2010 at 3:45 PM
This is a first rate confessional and unburdening of the soul. You have my sorrow and sympathy. Wow! I had no idea! You are strong and steadfast, to be sure! Thank you for your kind remarks! I appreciate them! Regards, Gerard.
Anderson Avatar
March 12, 2010 at 9:16 AM
Hey Connie, your compassion is great and so is this piece...I've asked Audrey to post this comment on my behalf..... Jimmy
Fringe Avatar
March 9, 2010 at 6:40 PM
Your desire for his best interest is moving. I appreciate your sentiments here because of my own situation. I took from this one some needed wisdom. Thank you. David B
Haick Avatar
March 8, 2010 at 12:56 PM
My dear friend, Connie, You are an angel. This shows your beautiful soul. I hope he gets to read this. Great job. Peace, love, Audrey
Dietrich Avatar
March 7, 2010 at 10:56 PM
I hope your son can have your same compassoin one day, Connie . It was nice of you to share this with the club. LUv, Andrea
Byrne Avatar
March 7, 2010 at 8:50 PM
What goes around comes around.
Richards Avatar
March 7, 2010 at 4:15 PM
How sad, Connie, yet somehow...this seems to be a story I've heard before. Why it happens...is beyond me...however, my heart is sad for everyone involved in what might have been. Well written, and without anger from you. Well done...Love, Carrie
Kendrick Avatar
March 7, 2010 at 3:45 PM
It is sad when a person be it male or female has children but is not ready to be a father or mother be it for whatever reason as taking on the responsibility too young...emotional problems...mental illness....drug or alcohol abuse problems...personalilty disorders...so much that I could name...You have captured the feel of the side of the hurt so well. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara
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