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I Regret

Death has hit all of us in one way or another - either the death of a friend or family member. This poem was written soon after the poet's loss of a beloved parent.,

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sara

Date:

03 December 2006

Author:

Dreamcatcher

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I Regret

My God, why did you take my mother?
Angles took the wrong one - not her - another.
Regret is a feeling that I feel everyday;
You took her from me, and I didn't say -

"I Love You, Mom," in my own way;
Only to hear her say it back to me.
God, why couldn't you just let us be?
She didn't deserve to die;
Didn't deserve to be in pain,
Only to leave me here asking you why -
Night after night when I cry in vain.

-Dreamcatcher -

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