sitting here
on this monday morning
staring
hard
into the eyes
of
yesterday.
mistakes coming forth.
right and wrong
are
interchangeable parts
of
the solution
in
place.
regret is an option to consider.
the road to tomorrow
is
rutted
with
wasted opportunities.
one lives
and
one
learns.
this is the way it is.
(9-19-2016)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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