The Mistake

~I’ve been alone now seven years

some good most with tears~

~No one to to hug or kiss goodnight

or hold in through the dark of night~

~To stand by me in time of need

or heal my heart when it bleeds~

~To sit and cuddle watch tv

or know of that felicity~

~My days are filled with not but grief

in that my nights with no sleep~

~I sit in that my lonely room

thinking of the coming doom~

~I miss the times of long ago

in of my younger years of old~

~The time when love imbued the air

when all in heart so play it fair~

~My younger years of yesterday

now they seem so far away~

~Now I sit alone in brood

paying the price in life past due~

~Reminiscing my heart of past

not knowing why it did not last~

~With memory of a girl my first

the one I most in often thirst~

~Forty years be that ago

I was only nineteen years of old~

~Stupidy told me run away

a regret I have unto this day~

~One can only hope to change

and do away with all his pain~

~Find a love and make it last

never to return the past~

Duke Sherman