I regret a few things
that I did on the way
as time moved along
to a final dark day
but more than mistakes
that I may have made
I regret the lost paths
where I never strayed
the road I discovered
when lost in the wood
that I would let pass
for I misunderstood
in the end we regret
what we do not explore
opportunity knocking
that we chose to ignore
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem