I was awake a lot last night,
tossed about from twelve to three,
thinking of  something left undone,
just guilty and upset with me.

It would have taken little effort then,
a phone call would have been nice.
A few words of regret. an apology
for my unwelcomed words of advice.

Her reaction, quick words of anger,
seemed excessive in my view.
Embarrassed in front of friends,
I might have misspoken, too.

Too late now, I think, to make amends,
we don’t see each other anymore.
It’s been so long, many years,
It happened in two thousand four.

Gus Daum


About degus221

A Kansan who has migrated to Oregon.
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4 Responses to FRETFUL NIGHT

  1. Carol says:

    Oh I just hate those woulda/shoulda/coulda moments…..remembered sometimes for years down the road 😦


  2. LINDA SANCHEZ says:

    Wonder what you remember.

    I have enough oh/oh moments today. 😳

    Peace Linda



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