Regret (3) Poem by Seamus O' Brian
Regret (3)
my fingers trace the
cold emptiness of the bed
my words in your heart
Thank you, Rini. Sometimes mistakes lead to loneliness, and loneliness can teach us how to love better. :)
Words of love beautifully expressed with your loving words in that special place.
Thanks for reading, Lyn! And for your kind words. Be blessed, my friend!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/7/2024 6:53:54 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A clear picture, Neal, and a reminder of how things like the cold unoccupied sheet—inanimate by themselves—can hold such poignancy. -Glen