Remember those childhood games we use to all play when a do over would save the day? And you look and you think and you wonder.
You wish you had those do overs in life. You could back it all up and make it all right. And you look and you think and you wonder.
And now that you’re grown You have to play it alone. And you look and you think and you wonder.
Is this the day that will end it all? Is this the day that you finally fall? And you look and you think and you wonder.
Should you be playing at all? Would you be safer not risking the fall? And you look and you think and you wonder.
That is the perfect picture to go with your poem.
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Aah. Yeah.
What an exquisite face, eyes innocent and full of wonder. ❤
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Intense musing
Do overs weren’t allowed when we grew up. But then again, there were no mistakes – only lessons learned, moving on as nothing can change what was done and it is wasted energy to “cry over spilled milk.”.
That old phrase morphed in the 60’s” Never explain, Never apologize. Just move on.” Adults didn’t care for the first two parts HA HA
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I love the face and eyes of that little one!!
Yes…I always wish for a “Do Over”, but unfortunately we don’t get them. I have learned it’s wasted time and energy being angry over things I can’t change.
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Beautiful face and I love the poem.
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I used to wish that I could do over when I was little, but now I just accept things.
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The presidential elections of 2008 & 2012 come to my mind immediately!
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Lovely
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I do wish I could do do-overs all the time. All the time. So, every time I see that picture up top with the hammock, I want to go take a nap. It looks so pleasant. 🙂
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What a lovely post. Thanks for sharing with us.
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Lovely poetic thought. I always wish to do it over, do it better, or just do it again.
Thanks,
Tema Merback
Writing as Belle Ami
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