Shadows of Regret " a poem
December 24, 2008
Another day has come coming to a close,
As we watch the sun drift slowly behind the snow covered mountains,
Casting its shadows of memories, too few and shadows of regret, too many.
There are few days that pass, that you are not in my thoughts.
I drive by where you used to live, thinking about how many times I drove by and didn’t stop.
Stop to sit on your porch and reminisce,
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about all of those things I never took the time to listen to in my youth,
or to just watch the sun cast its shadows on your endless days.
You are gone now as my tears flow down this page, Oh I miss you so!
I miss not being able to call, though I never called enough.
Just to let you know how I was doing or what I was doing.
That was all you wanted, was just to hear my voice.
I miss not being able to drop in, though I never did enough.
Just to enjoy what culinary treat you might have been cooking up,
to drink a beer with you and be in your company.
I miss so much the anticipation, of a hopeful visit from you,
though you very rarely came by.
Just to share my home with you as you wanted to share yours with me.
Those special moments of anticipation that we both dreamed about,
but never took the time to turn them into a reality, for whatever the reasons.
Those opportunities have come and gone now.
What is left are those Shadows of Regret, hidden deep, but they are there.
You wrote me once in a letter, that I have emulated your life perfectly.
I miss your knowing and understanding me, to the debts of my soul, when no one else could.
Oh I miss you so, your stories even though when I was young I didn’t take the time
nor did I have the patience to hear them.
I miss the cooking, going fishing, baking bread, cards and cribbage games, sharing philosophy,
playing billiards and drinking a beer, but most of all, writing letters of poetry back and forth.
I miss you and all that your were and are to me.
God gave us a gift, each other.
My Shadows of Regret are … that I didn’t cherish the gift more, while you were here.
I miss you more that you will ever know.
Another Holiday is upon us now and how many of you will have shadows of regret?
How many of you, for whatever the reason, won’t go see that special someone?
You’ll go where it is more fun, more comfortable, and easier,
because this someone you never have give them the same effort,
nor the same amount of time to establish a relationship, so you stay away.
How many of you will think, that what you have done is enough and that you got that out of the way.
Enough for now and then when it is to late … Will it be enough?
What will be your shadows of regret?
Because you always thought you will have next year, tomorrow, another time.
The excuses can be endless …
And so will your Shadows of Regret.