I’ve read it, reread it, read it again.
What could have been…
So sweet and so sad.
All the stories I could have had.
So determined to go my own way
Then losing myself in the day-to-day
Until at last myself I find
Past 60 and at last in sound mind.
Understanding and wisdom came very late
“Too soon old, too late smart” my dad would state.
Regrets? I’ve had more than a few.
But she waited for you. She waited for you.
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