Regrets

 suddenly one day my youth was over

 

"have any regrets?" Life quizzes, smirks

"I do indeed," I answer with barely a breath

 

I regret not having been more outrageous

more propelled by the courage of youth

 

I long for those daring adventures I barely dreamt

when I chose to remain on the straight and narrow

 

I miss not surrendering to love and to lust

when with pride I was handicapped by reason

 

I grieve having taken my health for granted

now that I am old and wilting away

 

I weep at the price of this more wizened perspective

but I don't regret not having had regrets before

Author's Note

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Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

So powerful expressed with an honesty and maturity to view life in its fullest sense. Simply amazing!