In the quiet of the night, regrets softly speak,
Whispers of the past, moments that made us weak.
Choices once made, now shadows on our heart,
Mistakes that linger, tearing us apart.

The paths we took, the dreams we let fade,
Echoes of decisions, memories we bade.
In the stillness, the pain reappears,
Regrets like raindrops, mingling with our tears.

Yet in these regrets, lessons deeply lie,
Mistakes that taught us, to reach for the sky.
With every misstep, a chance to grow,
In the garden of life, where wisdom does flow.

So we embrace our errors, with a heart contrite,
For in every dusk, there awaits a dawn’s light.
Mistakes and regrets, part of our tale,
Through them we rise, we learn to prevail.