No Deep Regrets
i wish i could hold onto something
yet everything i get
seems to slip through my fingers
no deep regrets…
only memories that linger
no heartfelt pleas…
to get back to my teens
no, take me away from this
i can get all my pleasure
even if this is not bliss
i wish i could hold onto something
something good and special
yet they all seem to waste away
or is it fall away
i forget to be honest
but i do not forget the day
that i let it all go
no deep regrets
and no scars,
that seem to show
i wish i could hold onto something
something that i seem to know
James Garratt – Monday 2nd February 1998
No Deep Regrets
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 