Three things you cannot recover,
Cannot recover in life.
The word after it is said,
Words once spoken echo far and wide.
The moment after it's missed,
Moments slip away like shadows at dawn.
The time after it's gone,
Time marches on, never pausing for regret,
Reminding us gently to cherish what we have.
So speak with kindness,
Seize each moment,
Treasure each day,
For these three, once lost, will never return
Never return your way.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 20th, 2026 02:02
- Comment from author about the poem: We can lose so many things.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments6
Truth well poemed oh' golden one .. Neville
So kind Neville, thank you.
Andy
Yes - I spent so long finding out what Carpe Diem meant, that by the time I found out, it was night-time and no day left to seize! Doh! It didn't help that I used a French dictionary instead of a Latin one. Do you have those sort of problems too?
Thank you Orchi. When I was at Grammer School back in the early sixties we had Latin in the first two years and I am sure that in the exam at the end of the secong year I still have the lowest ever mark. LOL
Andy
A great attitude placed in poetic lines. Nicely done Andy
Thank you soren, much appreciated.
Andy
You are most welcome Andy
Great message. Well written. Thanks for the share.
Thank you Katie, most kind.
Andy
Hey Andy - you could write a Self Help book in the form of sonnets. Don't think it has ever been done before - the market would be wide open.☺️
I may give it a try Dave, thanks fo the advice. 😂🍷😂
Andy
You are very welcome, Andy. Please let me know when you get it published. Prepared to pay full price for an autographed first edition.👍👍
Beautifully and aptly expressed, Andy 🕊️🙏🏻
Much appreciated Rik, thank you.
Andy
Most welcome, Andy 🕊️🙏🏻
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