Regrets
The sand drains to the bottom of the hourglass
The top half nearly empty of its grains
Now is time to assess my time
Now is time to review the trail I’ve taken
I regret…
Not having true friends
Not listening to my parents
Not sitting in the sun
Not eating my vegetables
Not seeing more of Europe
Not traveling to the West
Watching too much TV
Not going to the symphony
Not reading more
Not loving more
Wasting money
Wasting time
Taking life for granted
Focusing on the negative
Not seeing the beauty
Not living with hope
Not taking school more seriously
Not mastering another language
Living too much within myself
Focused on the inner being
And yet…
How can I regret the path I’ve followed?
My wife and my daughters would not be with me
If I’d taken a different fork in the road
One key decision different
Would have set me on another course
Who can say what that would have been?
I might have died early,
I might have been ill,
I could have been homeless,
I could be alone
So how can I regret what has passed
When it’s so much better than what might have been?
When all the love that I didn’t deserve
Has come to me without condition?
The pages have nearly all been turned
And I’m in the final chapters
Maybe the ending is beautiful
Of that, I can only hope
But as I flip the pages
I’ll see how it comes together
As I see the Final Destination
On the road to the Horizon.
No regrets….
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