Regrets

So many moments of my life have passed. Some gone without a recognizing nod. Without a thought that one could be the last, They were discarded on the thankless ground, As though a message had been sent by God Assuring me that more were coming round. I could have used more wisely than I did Amounts of time I simply chose to waste. Today I'd save it in a pot with lid. I was a carefree girl with artless schemes. All those lost moments could have been embraced To be here now to help fulfill my dreams. So many moments of my life have passed I could have used more wisely than I did. Written in Iambic pentameter