Reid@YWP

Regret has many meanings, and this time I feel it strong 

For "love" can be the right word, and yet so very wrong. 

I've kept all boats tethered, left none to sail away 

My last time

Walking down steps

Of a rickety, yellow home

Leaving shouts and laughter

Behind me

My last time

Walking down steps

Of a home I hated every afternoon

Flowers bloom, bees buzz. 

Waves crash loudly on the shore. 

It’s summer, at last. 

Fall had come, and close to its end, it approached. The air became brisk, with winter awaiting in the future, and as a girl wandered down the sidewalk, autumn's old skin shifted through the air above her maple hair.

The ocean is swallowing the sun. 

If you had a genie in a bottle

and it told you that you could make any 3 wishes

You would not wish for gold

you would not wish for riches

you would not wish for fame.

You would wish for wars to end