You hear it said
All the time
“I have no regrets”
So have some of mine
That my birthmother
Past on before I found her
She never got to hear me say
How very much I love her
And my birthfather
The man I long to know
To stand beside my dad
The smile we share to show
For Sharon
The love of my life
With all my heart
My heart’s forever wife
My dog Shelby
I didn’t spend enough time with
I was too young and stupid
The hugs to her I’d now give
The chosen career path
I found too late
Indecision a pricey cost
No use arguing with fate
My adoptive parents
I should have been a better son
Guess I didn’t understand
How to be one
All these regrets
And hundreds more
Had I a way to go back
I’d pass through that door
Each regret I’d change
Hindsight to me now teaches
To the past I extend my hand
With unconditional love I reach
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I really felt your emotion reading this. It is really well written and so powerful a subject deserves so.
You describe burdens many of us carry, burdens which have made us the more understanding and forgiving persons we've become today.
An excellent piece which is going into my favourites today.
Thank you for the visit and comment.
wow, such bravery
this is beyond poetry
more a demonstration
of humanity's: capability peaks..
keep growing brother
let that swirling anguish
of painful regret: fuel
your incessant reach
for ever-higher, feats
with humility and empathy, utilised
to guide, your blooming path...!
Thanks LB. Sometimes it means as much to loosen the grip as it did to conceal it to begin with. If that makes any sense. ; )
indeed, ambition works best with loosened grips:
'survival tricks resonate best with loosened grips
gently, that’s it – ease away that desperation
Like, knowingly wailing at foreshadowing – realisation
acknowledging bequeathed consequence
as a mere steppingstone
to all those tears within sweet breath: we’ve yet to taste'
A poignant write AP.
Thanks Orchi. ; )
Regrets and embarrassments (of the could have behaved better variety) litter my memory increasingly as time passes. I’m not sure, however, that I have the courage to lay mine out in full view, but admire your internal fortitude as you open yourself up with your usual skilled trademark poetic style, AP.
Thanks Dave. In retrospect, I've come to accept my past as "it is what it is" and "water under the bridge" that all I can do is learn from it. But owning my past is inevitable.
Yes AP. After I've managed to extract any useable lessons from those memories, then it is a case of can't change it, learn from it, forgive myself and get on with the present.
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Today while I was driving, a strange thought about regrets jumped into my mind. "A life without regrets will the worst regret in life".
No life is perfect, we all carry regrets on our way, big and small.
Powerful and emotional writing.
True m&m, I agree we all have regrets to some degree, large, small, etc. But it's acknowledging those regrets that I think it's possible to live with them. Thanks for your visit and helpful comment. ; )
please excuse what might at first be taken for a cop out, but it seems that between them, each of my reviewing predecessors have collectively stolen my thunder ..
all that I can add, because it is indeed true, is that you have poemed an emotionally charged post and I would, if I could award ya top marks ...
... Neville
Excuse granted N. Also top marks for your comment here. Thanks N. ; )
Very emotive write AP, but that unconditional love is within you now and many will see that and be there for you.
Andy
Thank you Andy. And I for all of you. ; )
Also, there have been just as many smiles to counteract those regrets. In life we live and learn. AP
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