I wrote this poem 28 years ago when I was 28 years old after a conversation with an 82 year old man I met at a MacDonald's.
I'm on my way to eighty five And as I sit here starring at the sky I think about the things that could have been I think about the girls I've dated And I think about the people I've hated And I think with both, it was only I, who paid My mind festers with things I should have said To so many people who are all now dead Regrets are a heavy price to pay If I had my life to live again I would live for pleasure and forget the pain I wouldn't say anything, if I had nothing nice to say I would walk when I used to run I would relax when the day was done I would stop and smell the roses like I never did You need not suffer if you contemplate If you immerse yourself in love, not hate and learn from the mistakes that other people make I wish I'd known these things when I was young and brave but wisdom comes on my way to the grave Alas these seeds of wisdom I leave for you.
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Emily
5/5/2013 10:55:46 pm
Loved this poem
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Allan
5/6/2013 12:52:03 am
Thanks Emily!
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Muriel
5/7/2013 02:06:26 am
That was a great poem with a great message, Allan!
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Allan Marston
5/7/2013 02:17:37 am
Thanks Muriel
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Allan Marston
I have written many blogs over the years so I am going to keep this one as my way of keeping in touch with my friends. The Secret Killer
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