Whats done is done.
Whats gone is gone.
Life goes that way sometimes.
Whats lost is lost.
Whats wrong is wrong.
We learn that in time.
What will be will be.
What we see we see.
And sometimes we don't.
We keep going on,
with hope in our heart,
looking for that new start.
Sometimes I wonder why we try,
we always get the same result.
Nothing changes down the ages,
thats the big insult.
Whats done is done.
Lets leave it that way,
and let us move on.
Lets see what happens,
We might get a surprise,
Somebody might wake up
and rise.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh(c) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem