No Regret Poem by Barry Middleton

There are no tears for lovers past,
for even pain must fade to gray,
and fears and old regrets can't last,
when sunrise shifts to yesterday.

And ecstasy is in the air,
as flowers bloom then fade away,
with yet no cause for my despair,
for April comes to lift dismay.

Life is a bridge to parts unknown,
and like a lily of the field,
we grow and live and die alone,
then autumn takes its somber yield.

All nature blooms and sets its seed,
and never does it weep or grieve.
It takes from earth but for its need,
a last embrace, the soul's reprieve.