Sneer and Regret

We see it
Throughout life…
Once here,
Now gone by night.

That final time,
Driving away-
When we are not there,
And now nothing to say…

Yes and the whispers
Of loss or when we met-
Pay attention…
“We’ll get you yet”

Oh but we are deaf
To snickers and snorts…
Lessons from them-
We have our retorts…

Until you start the car
To Away one last time,
From what was theirs,
And now barely mine…

It’s when you were,
Because no present is left…
And all that is left,
Are sneers and regret.