The Right Regrets

A writer has the empty page where he can set the scene

He puts the actors on the stage or on the movie screen

The characters all say the words the writer wants to hear

And then my friend; a happy end

But when the writer steps outside that room where he is king

He can't control when lives collide or what the lovers sing

And so he hides behind his words the one place he belongs

And in black and white he can rewrite the wrongs

Where he can find the strength to say what those he loves should hear

And just erase mistakes she's made then make them disappear

Where he can change the plot so he's a hero not a louse

And when the curtain falls

There's not a dry eye in the house

A writer hopes to leave behind a work no one forgets

And when he writes the end to find he has the right regrets

A writer has the empty page where he can use his pen

To mend his heart and try to start again