Oh, the wasted hours of life
that have drifted by;
Oh, the good we might have done,
lost without a sigh!
Love that we might once have saved
with but a single word;
thoughts conceived but never penned
perishing unheard
Take the lesson to your heart,
take and hold it fast
the mill will never grind again
with the waters that are past
© 1997 annacatharina2@hotmail.com