Poem: Making Up For Lost Time

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Something a little bit different from me this morning. My Aussie BFF, Kim, is taking a well-earned break from her weekly Monday morning poetry posts. She very recently completed the first draft of her debut novel, so her focus is on that, as well as her beta reading commitments and family/parental responsibilities. Today I’ve decided to take on the poem writing duties with a few impromptu verses about a lesson I’ve learned in recent weeks: to let go of the past, and not allow it to wreck the present and future.

 

MAKING UP FOR LOST TIME

Regrets, enough for two lifetimes.
What was said, and what was done.
Yet moreso what was left unsaid;
And risks not taken, never rewarded.

But what of my greatest failure?
The catalyst for all my regrets.
Still in my head, still in my heart;
I am marked by indelible memories.

But the past has come and gone;
Consigned to the dustbin of history.
Forever immune to change,
It must remain where it belongs.

Live in the moment, seize the day.
Here and now, life is for living.
With eyes to the future, not the past;
I am making up for lost time.

 

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Just a reminder for those of you who aren’t aware, the blog tour for A Woman Scorned by Rebecca Howie will be stopping here tomorrow, and I will be interviewing Rebecca for the second time this year.

 

Thanks for reading,
Ian

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