chronic regrets September 11, 2015 ~ Sonya Kassam if memories weren’t chronic regrets would be of little concern who would you even forgive when all has been forgotten Share this: Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading... Related
who would you forgive when all has been forgotten, wow I thought about it this way. Really, if there would be no memories there would be no regrets. But there would be no fun then, No ? Every cloud has a silver lining :) Love your poem ! LikeLike Reply
Dear Sonya, Thank you for reading and sharing this poem. How true! And thank goodness for our primal inclination toward that deepest Source of all memory. All good wishes, robert LikeLike Reply
who would you forgive when all has been forgotten, wow I thought about it this way. Really, if there would be no memories there would be no regrets. But there would be no fun then, No ? Every cloud has a silver lining :) Love your poem !
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selective memory perhaps? :)
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Oh yes lol, you have a way for everything :)
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Nice way of thinking. :)
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Thanks Ranu :)
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Dear Sonya,
Thank you for reading and sharing this poem. How true!
And thank goodness for our primal inclination toward that deepest Source of all memory.
All good wishes,
robert
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Thanks for your comment Robert
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