he is full of regrets
and remorse
of course
regret can not change time
or time machine be brought
solitude,
can be readily sought
he picks over past days
neglecting truth
except,
the type,
that attacks the core
that is something you cannot fight
that is one stubborn door
he is full of regrets
better late than never?
i remember getting no umbrella
in the stormy weather
just storm clouds a plenty
all these regrets…
i hope they are not empty
James Garratt – Sunday 16th November 2008
