Rain drums softly on the pane
a soft grey and misty hue
but in my heart there is a constant fire
an inner flame, a guiding light
that will never, ever fade
I am forever haunted, not by ghosts
but by the should-haves, the could-haves
and the words we left unspoken
the paths that were not taken
and the heavy weight of my regrets
and the shadows of all we have lost
still lingering in the dark corners of my soul
©Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 