Too many.
Regrets --
Too few.
You, you, you, not you,
Maybe you. Or you.
Coffee, lunch, a drink?
It's been a long day,
A long week, a long year.
Too much work,
Too much stress.
Too tired to go out.
It's late.
Just throw on your clothes
And come over.
We'll watch a movie,
Drink some wine
And dream
About someone
We loved long ago
Back when we were young
And happiness was something
You could touch and feel.
You, you, you, not you,
Maybe you. Or you.
Regrets --
Too many.
Choices --
Too few.
Rosalind Resnick
Nov. 17, 2015