Without Regrets Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

Without Regrets

The road stretches far behind,
footsteps fading into the dust.

Choices carved like rivers in stone,
unchanged by time, unmoved by doubt.

The sky never asks why birds fly,
nor does the wind recall its path.

What was, remains as it was-
no need for sorrow, no need for return.

Wednesday, February 5, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,sorrow
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