Poem. Retrospect.
Retrospect.
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How many things in a life
Have any lasting importance.
There are so many little things
That cause surprise, upset, pain
And sleepless nights by the score
That are unremembered
In the scheme of things.
If only we could have known this
At the time they occurred.
When you take a longer perspective
It certainly puts disturbing things
In their right and proper place.
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