It Is So Regrettable

It Is So Regrettable

by Richard E. Noble

It is so regrettable.
I feel so very, very sad.
It’s so very, very regrettable.

I know that you do not understand my feeling in this regard,
but it is so regrettable,
so very, very regrettable.

I have thought about it so many, many times.
But it never seems to get any better.
It’s regrettable.

I try, sometimes, not to think about it.
I try to laugh and be happy.
But then there it is
buried in the back of my mind …
deep.
It is very deep.
And the only thing that I can say is;

it is so regrettable.
It is so very, very regrettable.
I really don’t know why it must be this way.
It is not necessary,
but yet;

it is so regrettable.
It never seems to end.
It will not go away.
It goes on, and on, and on, and on.

If I could make it stop, you know that I would,
but ... but, it is beyond me;
it leaves me speechless, and all that I can think is;

Why is it all so regrettable?
Why must it all be so regrettable?
In any case, I suppose that I will say good-bye now.
What else can I do?

I don’t make the decisions.
I’m simply here.
And I will be very honest with you, I find it all

so very, very regrettable.
I hope that you can forgive me.
I wish that I had a better way with words.
But, all I can think to say is;

I find it all so regrettable,
so very, very regrettable.
I wish you all well
wherever you go.

But while you are all here, let me tell you, sincerely,
I wish you the best,
and I do find it all very regrettable.

Thank - you.