Regrets
REGRETS
We all are confronted
Sometimes in our life
When living’s too tough
Death dealing the strife.
Over whelmed with yesterdays
That appear late at night
Some memories of the past
A painful sad sight.
We long for the moments
And what could have been
And the folks that we love
Regrets…a sad sin.
It’s a sin to waste time
To live life too fast
So bundle up memories
The kind that will last.
Barbara Barry-Nishanian
Sept.30, 2002
Copyright © Barbara Barry-Nishanian | Year Posted 2018
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