POEM STARTER

In the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take.

Write a poem ending with this line.

The Times We Shared

I lie awake, looking up at the ceiling

To remember the times we shared.

Your laugh, your smile, your voice,

All of you, as sweet as honey.


I walk outside, catching the little things

You and I used to do, oh how we

Loved the little things. The strolls

You and I had, the wind singing a tune.


With you, everything was whole,

As if a void was filled within me

I should’ve asked sooner, but all

I ended up doing was stall.


I should’ve been more forward.

The times we shared, I oh so loved.

In the end, we only regret the chances

We didn’t take.

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