So much karma to work off,
In this life and the next,
So many little things we scoff,
No need to write in this life’s text.
Through life, through life,
We walk and we walk,
At times, it seems too much strife,
So we talk and we talk.
There’s no undoing what’s done,
And no changing what’s happened,
Wherever we are, a new chance has begun,
A better life ahead to be captained.
There’s no good looking back,
Or feeling ashamed,
Or searching for a new tack,
For some life still to be named.
What’s done is done,
And life goes on,
What’s done is done,
And life goes on.
Poetic Alchemist 
Yeah…
for me
regret is wasted
but
reflection is therapeutic
(well that’s my excuse for nostalgia anyway) 🙂
Thanks Pat and Polona. Appreciate your comments very much.
i just wrote to a friend of mine the other day that there’s no way i can change the past but can try to make the most of today…
well done!
I love the repetitiveness in this. We know we can’t undo the past but mentally we try and try. Excellent!!