Sheet of paper

On your deathbed, it is said,

You will regret not the things you did,

But those you didn’t do.

Not the places you have seen,

But those you’ve never traveled to.

Not the jobs you’ve held,

But those you wished you did.

Not the lips you’ve kissed,

But those you always wanted to.

If this is so, what will happen then

If your life was mostly spent

In bold adventures, rainy tragedies,

Moments of enlightenment, and spicy love affairs

Between sheets of printed paper?

Will you then regret the books you’ve read,

Or those you didn’t?

The time you’ve wasted reading,

Or the time you’ve wasted dreaming?

18 thoughts on “Regrets

  1. Reblogged this on JosieCoccinelle and commented:
    Dėsolėe pour le texte en anglais, mais je voulais absolument vous le partager… je suis tombée dessus tout a fait par hasard…mais le hasard existe -t-il vraiment?

  2. great last two lines.

    Brings to mind Robert Frost’s After Apple Picking.

    My long two-pointed ladder’s sticking through a tree
    Toward heaven still…
    There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch,
    Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall,

  3. I am sixty nine and my regrets do have to do with what I wish I had done. Learn piano, another language and travel to distant places. The one thing I do not regret is meeting my soul mate who I have been married for forty four years. Two warriors against a world of confusion and joy.

  4. Beautiful and full of truth. If only we would see and really think about all thoses things we may regret at the end…we then would do them now without hesitation! Thanks for the sharing, Delvi.

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