In the quiet of the night, shadows whisper
Tales of paths once taken, now lost
Echoes of choices, like distant thunder
Remind the heart of what was the cost

Mistakes, like footprints in the sand
Washed away by time’s relentless tide
Yet the memory lingers on the land
A silent witness to the pride we hide

Regrets are stars in the midnight sky
Guiding dreams to forgotten shores
A haunting melody of the question why
A symphony of once-open doors

Yet in the dawn, a new light breaks
With lessons learned and paths renewed
From the ashes of our old mistakes
We rise with hope, our spirits imbued