With Hindsight

Don't we all suffer from this?

Many, many moons ago

too many to confess,

I revealed my reasons for parting

and he would remember the rest.

It wasn't my finest hour,

while caught in the cold April rain,

I stumbled on words I was saying

and knew they were causing him pain.

Oh, it wasn't the morning shower

that drizzled his cheeks with wet,

it was the message that I was conveying,

so coldly without a regret.

With hindsight I wish I had waited

not knowing his days were numbered

and the affliction that he would succumb to

would attack and leave him encumbered.

His fate descended in darkness,

on reflection I wish I had known

that his cards were marked by misfortune,

a lament I can not atone.

In a box in my loft I discovered

concealed and hidden for years,

a greeting he sent me one Christmas,

now smudged by my much older tears.

Reviews

[willweb]

Every time I think of regrets, the song, "I did it my way" seems to start playing in my mind. "regrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention" Sometimes relationships end for good reasons and sometimes for not so good reasons but in the end, they were relationships and hopefully there were good times and things were learned along the way. i am sorry for whatever ailment found your friend later in life but that happens too. I do know one thing for sure, a great poem came from the mix, so for that, there should be no regrets at all.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you will. Yes, I poemed him and I think he would be thrilled to know that. Have a good Sunday.

Chris

[Ranger Kessel]

This is very passionate. The last stanza stands out to me the most. Maybe I have a similar memory, I don't know but I enjoyed this very much. Thanks for posting this.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for your kind review.

Chris

[alanwgraham]

I'm not sure whether this a work of imagination or not but I'm sure most of us will relate to your superb tear jerker.
Words unsaid or too many said, the benefit of hindsight, all come to mind. We can't turn the clock back but often there is time make amends.
Regards,
Alan

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Alan, and this one unfortunately isn't a bit of fiction. Long time ago though.

[Paul Bell]

Great word, hindsight.
Should be impregnated on the day you are born.
Sadly it isn't and the consequences come back to haunt you.

[Chris Shaw]

It is a good word and I am sure all of us at sometime reflect and say, I wish I hadn't done it that way. Thank you Paul for your review.

[Jimmy Yetts]

Heartbreaking.
Regret hurts most because there is often now nothing we can do to rectify the situation.
This lovely poem in his honor is, however, quite something.

[Chris Shaw]

It is in his honour. His short life ended at twenty six but I have never forgotten him or his kindness to me. Thank you Jimmy.