Better late than never

At times in my errant thoughts

I’m like a child that slips off

Without ever really noticing it

As I sit and tease at my pain

And then dare to reimagine

Life again with loved ones I lost

Renewing a reason to smile again

And everything seems normal

If only but for those fantasy minutes

And I remember the things

I learned I should’ve said but didn’t

Unrestrained beneath my breath

Impulsive whispered words flow  

I trust they heard… I said them now  


Poet of the Light © 2023

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