Too often we do not realize
What we have till it has gone
Often, we wait until it is too late to say
“I am sorry and I was wrong

Sometimes we let good friendships end
For something that does not make sense
When all we had to do was take a moment
To think while we clean our Lense

Sometimes we hurt the ones
That is dearest to our hearts
And we allowed little foolish thing
To tear our lives apart

Far too many times
We let unimportant things enter our minds
And then it is usually too late
For us to...