Regrets Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

Nightfall comes,
The darkness looms,
My time to think,
To think of you.

Our love now lies,
So far behind,
With precious words,
That I found hard to find.

You offered me an olive branch,
I threw it in your face,
If only I could turn back time,
To change this life I've faced.

Nightfall comes,
I'm all alone,
I'll always think of you,
If only I had spoken,
Those words that were so true.

I close my eyes,
So quiet, so still,
You'll be the one,
You always will.

Jayne Davies