Memories

Faint memories of the past
of love and friendships
which did not last,
of chances missed
or were not meant to be
often evoke regrets in me,
sometimes I dream
what life I could have lived
had I not missed
some long forsaken gift,
alas, it's fate directing our way,
thoughts of the 'might have been'
will lead us but astray...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2009 Alfred Charasz