Bygone Friends And Lovers

The muddy and often
wildflower-strewn paths,
sometimes with
broken glass,
of friends and lovers
come and go,
cross, converge,
then frequently di – verge.

But I remember them fondly
one and all,
hoping they’ve found
their desires
and their peace,
even though it’s
not with me,
was probably
never meant to be,
c’est la vie.

–LE

PS: Would-a-should-a-could-a(s) are a waste of time, conscience, and creative energy… There are NO do-overs… never have been… only wishful thinking… what you have is the best you can have in this moment, which is all there is, all there ever has been, this moment, now… (i.m.h.o.)