I often wonder
at these trilling
gurgles of my cascading
is it contrived
or has my determined
mind finally conditioned
Itself to always smile?
what happened
to my seeds of regret
sown to solace, appease
top most beloved ones
why do we treat poorly
those whom we adore,
who love us
the most
she’d said
don’t fret child
it’s the nature of things
know, no was harm done
her words
comforted somewhat
Nowadays I weed seeded regrets
“soulfully” planting seeds of happiness
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