In regrets

In Regrets By Christopher Ross Livingstone 

The passage of time 

Like the great unknowing 

How longs is that piece of string?

We can#t measure the time we have 

Life is a vast and wonderous but can leave you in regrets

So how did I not know?

That these times wouldn't last.

It's the realisation 

You come to see 

Ripples upon the dash of a pebble

The moments you remember 

Swelling of echoes past

Grief in the human experience questions

What more could I have done?

In regrets 

Process steers you clear 

Beyond the emotioal planes of pain

In knowing what you did 

A space called love 

Compassion deep 

You were called 

And you crossed over 

Maybe not your time 

But who are we to know the passage of time 

Because it's never to late to say I love you