My posture is straight and arms on the wheel
eyes on the rear with a guilt feel.
Imagining it different, where I could have been .
Out came the noice of a an eloquent breeze
Falling behind, I watched my thoughts ,
enjoying the ride, I sit back and observe.
It move me on auto pilot, day dreaming what could have been .
Did I imagine it differently ?
Same canvas and a different scene ?
It fades with reality but lets us grow.
Make peace with it, just let it go
Man and mistake , like string and the twine, it is alright to repeat, do it twice.
No more regrets i told myself . Starting now, like red rag to a bull.
Regretting my regrets , I put a smile on my face.
I drove this far, so it is atleast half full.
Thank you for reading 🙏