Sean Godley

Rookie (17/11/1981 / Cavan, Republic of Ireland)

The Joy Of Regret - Poem by Sean Godley

If we forget, it follows: we can’t regret,
If we regret, it follows: we can’t forget,
If only the bad were duly so forgotten,
Then only the good, through memory’s, re-gotten.
But what is good without the bad to sour,
And what is love without a hateful hour?
The mediocre road’s a dulling drive,
It’s through the peaks and troughs that we’re alive;
With this falling leaves the wish to forget,
With this rising dawns the joy of regret.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 12, 2006



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