We could go back to amend the mistakes we have made,
helping where we should have helped, but did not to our regret.
If we had the chance, would it make us better than we are today?
I doubt it very much, for we would never move forward.
We would still be learning,
or at least trying to learn from the first mistake we made.
Better, we move forward and learn to help others
not to make the same mistakes we made.
Similar Posts
For my friend
(Who’ll know what I mean.)There are things we dream aboutThat will never ever beThey eat at our heartsWith every step we takeBut there comes a timeWhen we have to stopPerform the hardest task to doAnd say good goodbye, letting go of youHearts may be brokenBut in time they will mendIts better than playingA hurting game…
As the skies go dim
a soft breezeof night fall slips across as evening callsbefore the night begins.Sitting under a solitary treewhose branches like scrawny armswave back and forwardlike a skeletal presenceunder the moon’s reflectionin the quiet of the night.I sit there lost in my imaginationthat take the focus of spooky things.The ghosts of the night lingersuspended in time and…
These shoes have walked a million miles
who will never seethe sun rise again.They walked beside great armiesas they rose to fightin foreign far away lands.These shoes saw the birth of nationsnear and farand the death of a childthat touch many hearts dear.They watched great cities riseand then crumble to dust.These shoes that have walked a million milesand then back again.Though great…
Down the corridors of our memories,
finding snippets of our life left behind.Loves that we wanted but lost,heartaches that fell upon usin those long ago days.We stroll down the corridorslooking for things we forgotfinding little pocketsthat we had forgotten about.Little treasure that made our life fullnow only a memory from a faraway hillthat we once climbed,but will never climb again.Faces flicker…
Our lives are filled with forms
Most want a detailed descriptionof our entire life.Date of birth, date of death.You silly iriots if I was deadI wouldn’t be filling in this form!What about some of the other silly questions they ask.There is always one or two.What gender are you male, female or other.If other, please explain.I scratched my head.I am a cross…
I stood on a hill overlooking the sea,
Would I be loved or would I be lonely?Would I sail on a pirate clipperin search of some lost treasure?The wind ruffled my hair,but the sea never spoke to me.Every person has a journey,for some it is long,while others it is short.No one can read our destiny;we only make it what it is to be.