Regrets Poem by Dan Michaelson

Her amber hair
My bulbous nose
Her silken blouse
My thrown on clothes
She still remembers the good times had
I still remember my thoughts said bad
A better person she is than me
I open my eyes but never see
Each day I will regret the past
The time goes by without a gasp
I talk to her just now and then
She talks to me of love lost when
I am the smaller of the two
In the heart my pains are not too few
I could have had it all when all is said
On my epitaph so short, and I will be so dead.
Too late to change what might have been.
The sorry always are late and grim
But the time I had with one so good
Regrets can be what could have should.