End of The Day

Where does the day go?

I started with such plans

such resolution

and, yes, even the dreaded cliche: “goals.”

But what happens?

As Summer Finn so aptly put it:

“life.”

What if someday I’ll see it all in reverse:

“Here is what you might have done

what you could have accomplished

with just a little more discipline

a little more focus.”

.

Will I be given a chance to show what I might have missed

Had I gone that way?

What others might have missed

If I had stuck to my plans and said “no”

to what the moments brought my way?

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