The Next Move is Unknown

"If I had my life to live over.

I'd try to make more mistakes.

I would relax.

I would be sillier than I have been this trip.

I know of very few things I would take seriously.

I would take more changes.

I would take more trips.

I would climb more mountains, swim more rivers and watch more sunsets.

I would eat more and less beans.

I would have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary ones.

You see, I am one of those people who live prophylactically and more sanely and sensibly.

Hour after hour, day after day.

Oh, I have had my moments and, if I had to do it over again, I'd have more of them.

In fact, I'd try to have nothing else, just moments, one after another.

If I had my life to live over.

I would start bare-footed earlier in the spring and saty that way later in the fall.

I would play hooky more.

I would ride on more merry-go-rounds.

I'd pick more daisies."

Marcadores: palavras, poetry