I look back, I wish, I wait…
For the most common of all, disgrace
A love, a dream or thought thereof.
As if a beautiful cage released two doves
Hopeless idea, the earth seemed to shake
Tremble, quiver, rumbling of the quake
There is no need to be afraid
Circumstances of choice that have been made
If there were such thing as undone mistakes
Or a chance to have another retake
I would not do so, by any measure
Lessons learn soon become pleasure.
Much Love Much Life