Painful Change
Painful Change
Walking into my life unannounced,
you made a mess of things.
Now I want to do more, be more,
and find I am totally unsatisfied with…
e v e r y t h i n g .
I have to make changes now.
They will be harsh and forthcoming.
You need to stand aside as you have…
Un-leashed new ideas…
Dare I say wisdom?
Life is measured from here to there.
How many things can you fit?
“I want to, I wish I could, and if I had.”
They are the evil sisters of fate,
not chance.
“I want to”, (sounds like a little kid)
leads to sitting on the couch and dreaming.
Get up and go.
“I wish I could”, (sounds like a wishful wisher)
Make a plan, write it down, and always…
Be serious.
“If I had”, (spoke low, in a sad dead tone)
The worst of all.
Regret is a heavy cost to the heart,
paid in a life wasted with too many
limits.
Color outside the lines.
Measure the things you do, by their return.
Waste no time on those that are a glutton for candy,
eating up your life with wishes that are just fishes…
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