Hindsight Is Twenty-Twenty
Hindsight Is Twenty-Twenty
Written: by Miracle Man
4/5/2020
Today i explore the pages of dreams that escaped me,
Those that lie within my maze of long spent years.
Not understanding the requirements it took for a harvest,
I’ve left fields full of flowers unpicked.
Today I’m emersed in thoughts about what I should have done,
not on things that came to fruition
And this exercise in futility changes nothing,
because i can’t undo a done.
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