Porch: Apology Poem by bob barci

Feeling the need to,
I returned to the porch today.
Haven’t been out here
nearly as much as I wanted to be.
I kept myself locked inside
and let silly things keep me there.
The late afternoon sky is just starting to darken
and the clouds are very slowly
moving from left to right.
This early December sky
should produce quite a large selection of stars tonight
and as I sit here, with my cup of coffee,
I wonder why I let so much of this pass me by.
In staying away,
I only cheated myself.
Cheated myself out of many hours of great pleasure.
Cheated myself out of thoughts I could have made poems out of.
Is there any way I can repent
and make up for lost time?
I doubt it,
but I will try.