This poem is taken from PN Review 66, Volume 15 Number 4, March - April 1989.
Standing at the WindowSuddenly he was overcome by fear,
All the things he should have written
All the love he could have given - but didn't,
Because he felt he had so little to give.
The little he did for one who had so much.
All the things felt but never spoken
All the things said but never meant
All the things intended but never performed.
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