This Poem is dedicated to a dear friend who has been struggling with the guilt of unfinished work and call to others who are similarly plagued.
Everyday, for hundreds of jobs that are done
there are still plenty that are left undone
That book you never read
That friend you never made
That class you never took
That dish you wanted to cook
That girl you wanted to date
That vacation you wanted to take
As a mountain of these jobs is built
It keeps adding to your guilt
To complete them you need positive intent
Doing so is the only way to be content
Pay heed to these pedestrian words, don’t wait
Get up and finish what’s undone, least its too late
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