What The Past Holds For The Future Poem by Marcus McKinley

I am overcome with a
sadness that I have not
lived my days of youth
to their fullest, and
regret that my finances are
Causing me to do
the same to my kids, as I
try now to realize it is
too late for me to recapture
my youth, and I
struggle with ideas of
what could have been
and the opportunities
and struggles that
Shape the future experiences of
my sons, I can only hope
they do not look back
in wonder as I do…