There are things I’ve done that I’m glad I’ve done
….and sometimes things I wish I’d done instead
There are things I’ve said that I’m glad I did
….and things I’ve left unsaid
Like “I love you Dad” when he was ill
Because that’s what I felt inside
Rather than let raw emotion choke and stop me saying it
Just one more time before he died
As Linda lay in her dying bed
Seemingly drugged and asleep
I wish I had whispered I love you
Instead of crumbling in a heap
I wish I’d spoken to Colin
after mum had died
To assure him that my intentions were good
He saw the other side ….
I wish I’d kept in touch with more people than I have
I thought they’d always last
But school friendships which seemed so fundamental
Are now consigned to the past ….
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