A knapsack full…

‘Make the most of your regrets; never smother your sorrow, but tend and cherish it till it comes to have a separate and integral interest. To regret deeply is to live afresh…’- Henry David Thoreau

Regrets: an awful, heavy trudging word,

we’ve all had them, regrets about events,

ranging from the sublime to the ridiculous and absurd.

Mine, I carry them in a knapsack, an invisible one,

it weighs heavy on my shoulders, the burden of

missed opportunity, of missteps,

regrets…falling too hard, too fast…

wrong love, wrong time, wrong place,

added to my knapsack in the not too distant past.

Of course there are some loves I cannot regret,

though others tell me it’s about them I should fret.

But now my shoulders ache, and this burden wears too heavy,

swaying from the weight, I must reach my turning point,

or else risk being forever unsteady.

So I will lay this knapsack on the ground,

and with determined frown, empty

this bag of churlish regrets and feared missteps.

For as someone once said, ‘fear is stupid, so are regrets’. Marilyn Monroe, now there was a lady who knew how to live.

 Written for the Daily Prompt: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/09/06/daily-prompt-turning-point/

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