"Could I have just one last shot,

I'm not the man you knew.

I promise I would love you,

if you could love me too."

Those words were never spoken,

but I often wish they were,

when she left me forty years ago,

when I truly cherished her.

I never should have let her go.

I still haven't in my mind.

She's a memory in my heart and soul,

that's withstood the test of time.

Some say that time heals all wounds.

I know that time does not,

for every time I hear a tune,

it puts me on the spot.

The bitter lesson time has taught me?

There's no time to hesitate,

to say what's deep inside your heart,

before it is too late.

Fate is a harsh mistress,

when you never challenge her.

How I wish those words were spoken,

I sincerely wish they were.