Why has it taken her so so long
To see what she’s done so very wrong?
Her life an endless stream of wrong turns
She feels it in her heart as it burns
But now she sees with perfect clarity
That brief instant when you can finally see
All the mistakes and the paths you should’ve taken
Now she doesn’t feel lost or forsaken
So she grasps this vision with her heart
She’ll be damned to let it from her part
Rare this is to come to us all
To her it’s like an angels call
So with a new outlook she has her belief
That all will be well much to her relief
No more worries now she has seen
The past and the future and where she’s been
Published by
Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
View all posts by Darren Greenidge
Caliburnus Rises 
I loved the way you made it rhyme without forcing it. Terrific job.
Thanks Randall! Yeah it felt right. Sometimes your fingers do the writing, not your brain which is what this did.