John Read Poet Rhyme

The person I used to be

It no longer worries me 
who i used to be, or want to be, 
I'm content with who I've become. 

Having made many mistakes 
along the way,
I learned from each and every one. 

I have no regrets 
on things I couldn't control 
for these things are of little concern. 

The only things I'd change in my life, 
were those bridges, I should have crossed,
but foolishly burned.

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Chula Schlesinger-Fleming January 9, 2025 at 10:50 AM Exactly how I feel, John. Thanks for setting the emotions to words. xx John Read February 4, 2025 at 11:16 AM Hi Chula, thank you for your visit and comment God bless you. xx

Beryl Edmonds October 13, 2024 at 12:38 AM Back to say I’m pleased your poem is on the contest winners list… Sis Beryl John Read October 13, 2024 at 3:47 AM I'm getting a little closer each time sister Beryl.

Andrea Dietrich October 12, 2024 at 12:08 PM Love this one. Congrats, my fourth place peer. John Read October 12, 2024 at 12:25 PM Thank you Andrea I'm getting closer to that first place spot lol.

Silent One October 12, 2024 at 5:59 AM Always important to be contest.. Congratulations for your placement in the contest.. John Read October 12, 2024 at 10:33 AM Thank you Silent one.

Karen Jones September 28, 2024 at 5:10 AM This is a very poignant write John, the kind of wisdom one earns. Best wishes if it is for contest! John Read September 28, 2024 at 5:16 AM Thank you Karen for your comment and visit God bless you.

Beryl Edmonds September 20, 2024 at 12:26 PM Brother John, we’ve all burned bridges and made mistakes throughout life, but hopefully in our old age we get things right…. Sis Beryl John Read September 21, 2024 at 9:13 AM Hopefully sister Beryl those mistakes have made us wiser.

thriveni c mysore September 16, 2024 at 8:30 PM your lines 'The only things I'd change in my life, were those bridges, I should have crossed,but foolishly burned' triggered a different line of thought in my mind dear poet. anger, jealousy and such likes are the ornate inviting bridges that we should never cross but burn them. amazing write, honest lines. +FAV. Happy writing dear poet. ~ thriveni John Read September 21, 2024 at 9:15 AM Thank you brother Thriveni for your comment and valued time.