Treasure (Expanded To Unshackle My Regret) Poem by Terri Turrell

Regret and rue we never will
What lost will never learn
Within our grasp illusive still
The thing for which we yearn
New love our sorrow will replace
As spring from winter's frost
We fear our memory erase
A treasure shared then lost


new version

O what is this, what is this
some new ungodly pain
a brokenhearted sentence
underlined in felt tip pen
I've suffered you too often these
past years to heed your call
you pain me, still I contemplate
a wrinkle on my brow

I know you love, I know your love
no longer wears my name
regret runs freely through my mind
where thoughts of you remain
yet fertile fields left fallow
for too long will sprout the weed
or unexpected flower
as the fruit of wayward seed
certainly we were and rest
assured will not forget
but I am not a prisoner

unshackled, my regret

tomorrrow waits impatient
let silence bear reply
underline in felt tip pen
this x is my goodbye