on the wrong side
of tomorrow, looking back…
“Future Regrets”. Copyright © 2015-12-25,
by Lizl Bennefeld. All rights reserved.
Regretting having fallen asleep before my husband, last night, without one more kiss and hug. The now is to be cherished eminently, and those in it. I have awakened, and it’s hours before he will again be awake.
I suppose it would be bad form, waking him to secure the good-night parting that I earlier missed.
For a different take on the poem, see Mara Eastern’s photograph here, which fits much better than the original inspiration.