Life Poem

In this poem, the weight of a rock is the weight of regret.

Regret is a rock

© Amy K. Mcdonald
Regret is a rock,
Something always there.
We pretend that it's gone,
But its weight we share.

It sometimes pulls us down,
It sometimes makes us cry,
It's always hiding in our mind.
One thing that never dies.

We try to discard it,
We skip, we ignore, and we throw.
But as a rock is indestructible,
Regret will always show.

Luckily we can learn from them,
Like rocks in river beds.
Over time they slowly fade,
And become sand instead.

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