No Regrets

No Regrets

A Poem by LaPluma
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Inspired by a song, it was not long for me to write these words. Maybe sad, maybe long but I write them for me to be strong.

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I wondered who may care to sing for me?

I wondered if I will leave a legacy?

Could it be my daughter or my son?

Or will I die and be the lonely one?

 

Will I live to be one hundred and three?

Outlive my friends and my family?

I often fear to think about my future fate.

Who really knows, time does not wait.

 

If death should come to me this day,

will you miss and remember me this way?

Or, do I return to Earth and It's dust.

Burry all that I am in Her great crust.

 

It is my greatest and long felt fear

to accomplish nothing while I am here.

To lose a day of precious time.

Oh, what a loss, oh what a crime.

 

Dad, I miss you, I miss you so bad.

No chance to hug you, has left me so sad.

Because of you, I think these thoughts

of the haves and the have nots.

 

Who will think of me when my eyes are closed?

Who, I wonder who, doesn't matter I suppose.

If you love me, then kiss me everyday!

Show your love in every gentle way.

 

If you see tears when I look at you,

it's because you fill me like you always do.

So on the day one of us must slip away,

no regrets, for  we loved one another everyday.

© 2009 LaPluma


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You capture well the search for meaning and the fear of unlived life. Just being is very difficult because we are so aware of our mortality.

Well done.

Posted 8 Years Ago


In every way,this is sincerely well thought out and truthfully reflected, draws the heart to contemplate the ideas in a creative way of pondering, well written and expressed.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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LaPluma
LaPluma

Meridian, ID



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I am of Latin descent. I am a product of the 60's, 70's, 80's, 90's and still producing. I started writing in the 7th grade by 9th grade it started to inclulde alot of poetry. I wrote about love, s.. more..

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