Regretful Trail

In the canvas of life, regrets unfold,

In the 30s, missteps take hold.

Choices echo with a haunting refrain,

A symphony of remorse, causing pain.

Into the 40s, shadows persist,

Mistakes linger, an unwelcome twist.

Paths diverge, and hindsight reveals,

Regret's weight, the heart it congeals.

The 50s whisper a somber tale,

A mosaic of errors, a regretful trail.

Yet, hope flickers, redemption in sight,

As wisdom emerges from the darkest night.

The 60s carry the weight of the past,

Regrets deepen, memories cast.

Yet, resilience sparks in the fading light,

A chance to mend what wasn't right.

Into the 70s, reflections abound,

Regret's echoes, a haunting sound.

Yet, lessons learned, a chance to impart,

Wisdom etched in the aging heart.

The 80s, a twilight of remorse,

Yet resilience, an unyielding force.

Time's tapestry weaves stories of grace,

A chance for redemption, in life's embrace.

Into the 90s, a reflective gaze,

Regret's symphony in the twilight phase.

Yet, in the wrinkles, a resilience blooms,

A chance for forgiveness, in life's ballrooms.

In the eons, regrets transcend,

A timeless echo, a journey without end.

Yet, in the vastness of eternity's expanse,

Hope lingers, a chance for second chance.