Lost Chance

I caught a glimpse of your face,
Saw the sad reflection of your smile,
And the longing in your eyes,
It spoke the question you were afraid to ask.
It is all so painful, the memories of the past.
When love was right before your eyes you chose not to see
Thinking only of your youth and the need to be free.
The years have gone by and you are all alone
You yearn for something that is no longer there.
Isn’t it funny how we never realize what we have
until we lose it?

Author: marvaseaton

Marva Seaton is a Mom, Author, Blogger, and Poet. She is passionate about issues concerning woman and tries to highlight stories of those suffering abuse. She strongly believes in fairness, equality, and the empowerment of women. View all posts by marvaseaton