As I go thru life such as it tis,
With many things undone,
I think what may, what could, what if,
I think what is here, what is gone.
After two with who I said I do,
Taking them for a wife,
Giving my heart for all its worth,
And now being alone in life.
Losing one to death of the body,
One to death of the heart,
I wish, I wish, I wish I may,
Have another chance to start.
I do not think my life is o'er,
No just the opposite,
I think that life could be wonderful again,
With someone that wont quit.
Copyright 2008 William M. Ward
Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades
Vote for this poem