Poetry #4 – No Regrets

Upon youth’s ignorance

we amassed mistakes

and yet


You reached misunderstood,

rejected, recoiled

and yet


I reached misunderstood,

rejected, recoiled

and yet


We danced our roles

circling, sidestepping, tangibly twirling

children grew

and yet


Playing our roles

circling, pirouetting, painfully parting

grandchildren grew

and yet


And yet

the riches known

the way we’ve grown

upon mistakes of youth

no regrets

and yet

4 Replies on “Poetry #4 – No Regrets”

1. Beautiful. You are a STAR!!! PS> I didnt know you were a poet as well. Soooo talented!!!!

   1. Thank you, Ma’am – just a bit of fun – juggling thought and words.

2. Thoughtful, and evocative.
   I’ll take tips on poetry writing. Much goes on in my head but I have no confidence calling it poetry.

   1. Ha ha, I have no confidence to call it poetry either – just like messin’ around with words and thoughts.