Charlie F. Kane
Wasted Time - Poem by Charlie F. Kane
When I lie upon my deathbed,
Will I brood on wasted time?
Will I lie and think about all the
Things I have not done?
All the times I spent lying around,
Waiting for the time to change?
Will I ponder about all the things
I was too scared to do?
Will I think myself foolish
For all the times I said ‘No’?
Will I pray for another year
So I can make up for wasted time?
I suppose that is years away yet.
I still have some time left.
© Charlie F. Kane
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