Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA
Your poem poses an intriguing question, well stated. Unfortunately, when one goes on "just existing", they aren't. A small poem I wrote many years ago....
One of the worst things one can say
Is "Well, another wasted day."
Twenty four hours of your life are gone
Your days are numbered - minus one.
Twenty fours to live and feel.
You smile and say, "Oh, no big deal."
And what you say is very true,
No big deal to anyone - that is, 'cept you.
At the final bell, we're gonna die
So please tell me the reason why
We hasten that impending doom
With burdens WE choose to assume.
Yes, "Well, another wasted day"
Is one of the worst things one can say,
But another that is just as bad
Is the simple phrase, "I wish I had......"