Of Regret

If only this.
If only that.
If only
no regret.

Our errors,
our mistakes,
mount the cold fact.

Game never stays still.
Such is life.
It goes as it will.
And we react.

It goes.
And we make.
We overcome.
And we make.

Published in Forever Journal by Poetic Matrix Press, 2016

Written by Joe Bisicchia on 25/03/18
© 2016 Joe Bisicchia

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