Regrets

My stand, my say, my words ,my way.                 
Sometimes wrong and more times right,                        that’s my thinking late at night.                                     Provide for my house and proud to say,                                I wouldn’t have it any other way.                                    
Living my life was not always right,                                                           I’ve hurt a few far from sight.                                                I’ve seen life bright,                                                           
 I’ve seen life dim,                                                       
with clear visions only to end.                                          I’ve lived with questions of what if, ands, or buts,                                         and past images that would crush.                           
So cast your stone or make a mends, for those who  love me, I’ll see again.   “Maurice”.
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