Regret.
Regret that I didn’t do more.
Regret that I cannot change it.
Regret for having loved her,
Regret I opened the door,
Regret she walked right through it
Without even a nod of her head.
I wish she was here,
I wish she was home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sonja... This is about my dog Brandy who disapeared for five days after I let her out last Easter Sunday. There are other meanings here also. However, and i do really appreciate you're reading of my other work, this does not follow 'The First Time'. There are other meanings there too, but mostly the first time with my current love. Thanks for the correlation though. :)