Regret Poem by Randy McClave

Dead people receive more flowers than the living
Upon their graves loved ones keep on giving,
Every week new flowers on the graves are placed
And then after a time, they just all go to waste.
Flowers are constantly placed on the grave for mom and/ or dad
In the heart it makes the giver loving and glad,
They remember their loved ones with the many flowers
As Angels have watched them in years, months, days and hours.
A week later more flowers are placed on the grave
And on the card is always the name(s) that had lovingly gave,
Besides, I miss you or I love you and their name
The sentiments are always the same.
Flowers on the graves are constantly being laid
And prayers to their loved ones are constantly prayed,
And when upon those graves Angels have viewed
They see that regret, is stronger than gratitude.

Randy L. McClave