Regret Poem
When people I have loved in my life die, I am often left with a deep feeling of regret and wishing that I had done and said things differently. If I follow what this poem says it seems to really help me.
When Time Runs Out
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Alice Wyndham
When time runs out and your heart needs to say so much more
But the heart that should hear it is gone now forever
And you are left with a raw nagging sore.
Then reach for your paper, your pen and your candle
And write though your heart it would burst.
No fears now restrain you; no judgment; no mock;
Write of your best, of your worst.
When your soul is then drained of its deepest regret
Then hold your true paper to the candle's clear flame
That thought-laden smoke might reach to that heart
And ashes, a symbol of love, yet remain.
But the heart that should hear it is gone now forever
And you are left with a raw nagging sore.
Then reach for your paper, your pen and your candle
And write though your heart it would burst.
No fears now restrain you; no judgment; no mock;
Write of your best, of your worst.
When your soul is then drained of its deepest regret
Then hold your true paper to the candle's clear flame
That thought-laden smoke might reach to that heart
And ashes, a symbol of love, yet remain.
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Amy White, Alabama Submitted Jun 2011
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