Goldfinch60

Looking Back.



Reaching that certain age,

That certain age where life,

Where my life, is behind me.

I look back,

Look back at those people,

Those people I met.

I remember some of the words,

The words spoken between us,

But on looking back I realise,

Realise that more could have been said.

Words that could be so meaningful.

 

So before you reach that age,

That age where most of your life

Is there behind you,

Take that opportunity

To converse more meaningfully

To those people in your life,

Before it is too late.

Comments6

  • orchidee

    A fine write Gold. Oh woe, why is it too late for me? It all began in 1066, and went downhill from then on.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thanks Orchi. Before 1066 though we had some wonderful times with our pet dinosaurs.

    • Andrew Charles Forrest

      Sound advice Andy we take so much for granted time and people the worst offence you're quite right
      Sage words my friend

      • Goldfinch60

        Thank you Andrew, much appreciated.

      • Neville

        too bloomin true.....

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you Neville.

        • Chris Yellow

          It is my worst nightmare, to regret the past or lack thereof. Poetry will welcome your unspoken words and thus never wil be too late.

          • Goldfinch60

            Much appreciated Chris.

          • Joe Dawson

            Oh yes, and then are the loves that if rewound might reflect much better at that certain age, when the past unexpectedly come flooding back unannounced, a mixture of joy and regret, hindsight at its best, and a timely reminder dear sir that we should all make more of the gift of life and live it like we mean it. Precious work. Joe

            • Goldfinch60

              Thank you for your kind words Joe, much appreciated.

            • Christina8

              A wonderful write Andy. Thanks for the sage advice!!

              • Goldfinch60

                Thank you Christina, much appreciated.



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