I weep for all the things that use to be.
I weep for all...which will never be.
I weep for those I loved and now, no longer here.
I weep for all I could have done, and didn't.
I weep for all the wasted moments.

It seems there are more regrets, then not.
Perhaps in another time...in another place,
I shall be better. I shall do better.

© Joe Fazio

(brief renderings) Joe Fazio

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