Regrets
This, here is the place where I don't feel alone, she said,
I can close my eyes and can hear time whisper,
It tells of how I weathered the storms and walked through the fires,
Of nadirs and crests,
And regrets ? He asked,
Regret?
Those tales of could've been and may have been, she said,
that's wasted emotion surely,
For time tells, each battle is in itself a quest,
A test, from which one returns, doubly blessed.
-Vinny
21/12/15
This, here is the place where I don't feel alone, she said,
I can close my eyes and can hear time whisper,
It tells of how I weathered the storms and walked through the fires,
Of nadirs and crests,
And regrets ? He asked,
Regret?
Those tales of could've been and may have been, she said,
that's wasted emotion surely,
For time tells, each battle is in itself a quest,
A test, from which one returns, doubly blessed.
-Vinny
21/12/15
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