REALITY
November 9, 2017 at 10:40 pm 1 comment
What’s done is done
I can’t go back
To right the wrongs
To heal the wounds.
Entry filed under: POEMS AND FLEETING THOUGHTS, Walt Trizna. Tags: age, memories, poem, regrets.
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slpmartin | November 9, 2017 at 11:28 pm
All we can do is learn from those events and move forward.