Death doesn't make us cry,
Regret does.
Fot letting someone's life pass us by.
Not getting enough time.
I wish I could fly.
Travel to see you.
I'd meet you up in the sky.
And tell you all the things I wanted too.
Before you passsed away to die.
Roxy Gonro
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tears-are-our-regrets/