“There was once a chance I didn’t take…”
and I’m thinking “Only one, my dear ?”
…and as she rattles on feverishly about some school outing or other – something she will not even remember next Tuesday, let alone in years to come – I can’t stop my mind from turning towards the dozens – hundreds – thousands – of chances that I probably let slip by. No, that I undoubtedly let slip by! The chance of getting to know all the people who say hello and smile. The chance of babysitting the neigbour’s cat. [I once had a cat who taught me so much – perhaps I wasn’t yet too old to learn more.]
“I once had a chance…?”
Sweet child, you must be joking!
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