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One Regret



Now walking through the autumn of my life
Where maple leaves have turned from green to gold
I watch them fall in breezes turning cold
In a whirl-wind of harmony and strife
And I ponder, on the fact that I might
In the light, as another day unfolds
Have like these dying autumn leaves, grown old
Slow, spiralling toward the pending night


Moss grows along the path where I now step
That rocky road now softened by the years
Seeing for the first time, so crystal clear
That I will leave this life with one regret
This vision, that these old eyes now behold
Those blazing flames, when autumn leaves let go.
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Submitted on June 14, 2020

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Elaine C. George

Not to be confused with other poets by the name of Elaine George, I am Elaine Cecelia George, born on the 27th day of November in the year 1946 in the city of Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada.   (Violin, Snowflake, A Winter Rose, From my Porch, The Love of a Gentleman, Where the Heart Resides, One Regret, The Tide of Time, and the Promise of Spring), have been published in various books and magazines and school books.  Some are being used as teaching tools for poetry classes offered on websites, most without my permission, nonetheless, I am honoured. One  poetry website has given credit to another Elaine George from England for my personification poem, 'SNOWFLAKE.  I have asked them several times to correct this, but it still remains unchanged. Since 2006, in addition to my books of poetry, I have had several short stories and A book entitled, 'Earthbound Angels made of Stone, A epic story written by me in a collaboration with The Canadian Photographer, Darren Creighton. I am currently writing a historical fiction thriller entitled, Out of the Darkness. I hope to have it completed before the year end. more…

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