Today,
you think of what you could have done differently yesterday.
Instead of wearing a white shirt,
you could have worn blue to avoid the stain.
Instead of going inside the bank,
you could have used the ATM machine to avoid a robbery.
Instead of taking the back way and walking down the alley,
you could have waited for the bus and avoided being mugged.
But, hey.
You can't always be happy; then your life would not have a story to tell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem