I feel, so sad

January 1, 2008
I feel, so sad
For the lives not lived,
The kisses not kissed,
The stories untold
Apologies ignored,
Regrets unfold

And Who can tell what might have been
Not the soft whisper in the wind
nor the inkling of regret
hidden in the dark.
Nor the rustle through thick green grass
the shock of a spark.

Hidden away, unseen
Who knows what could have been.

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