If only? What if?

By
Peter�2001


I felt the warmth of the sun
As the dark clouds rolled on by
Larks swooped and dived
High in the summers sky

Of a sudden from
The dark recesses of my mind
My guilt returned to haunt me,
The gnawing, tormenting kind

If only? What if?

But the past can�t be undone
I just tried to ignore it and enjoy my day in the sun

But it wouldn�t leave me at my peace
Tearing, ripping, renting
Going on it would not cease
My guilt, its anger venting

If only? What if?

But I was a hundred miles away
I couldn�t if I�d wanted, have been there on that day

Maybe one day it will abate
Or perhaps just fade away
But still the thought persists
And torments me to this day

Could I? Would I?

Have been of help
Who is there to say?