I Predict Poem by Francis Tikava

I Predict

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I predict,
That when you meet your end,
You'll wish you'd spent more time in jest.
I predict,
That before you're buried deep,
You'll know that you didn't do your best.
I predict,
That as a lamb chopped sheep,
You'll claim you left before your time.
I predict,
That when you comprehend,
You'll wish you'd stepped over more lines.
I predict,
That when you die,
You'll wish you had done more.
I predict,
That when you pass,
Your bucket list will pour.
You're life's ambitions reduced to a puddle,
You're life's objectives demoted to a muddle.

But if you don't believe in soothsayer dreams,
Pick up your bucket and head to a stream.

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