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IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER
I'd dare to make more mistakes next time.
I'd relax, I would limber up.
I would be sillier than
I have been this trip.
I would take fewer things seriously.
I would take more chances.
I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers.
I would eat more ice cream and less beans.
I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but
I'd have fewer imaginary ones.
You see, I'm one of those people who live sensibly
and sanely hour after hour, day after day.
Oh, I've had my moments,
And if I had it to do over again,
I'd have more of them.
In fact, I'd try to have nothing else.
Just moments, one after another,
instead of living so many years ahead of each day.
I've been one of those people who never goes anywhere
without a thermometer, a hot water bottle,
a raincoatand a parachute.
If I had to do it again, I would travel lighter than I have.
If I had my life to live over,
If I had my life to live over,
I would start barefoot earlier in the springand stay that way later in the fall.
I would go to more dances.
I would ride more merry-go-rounds.
I would pick more daisies.
Nadine Stair,85 years old
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It is said that this poem was written by Nadine Stair at the age of 85. Looking back on her life, she came to realize that the times she enjoyed the most were spent in the simplest ways. And so she wrote what she would do if she had her life to live over. It opened my eyes. It's so easy to get caught up in the rush of everyday life in the race for position and possessions that we quickly forget what really makes us content.
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It is said that this poem was written by Nadine Stair at the age of 85. Looking back on her life, she came to realize that the times she enjoyed the most were spent in the simplest ways. And so she wrote what she would do if she had her life to live over. It opened my eyes. It's so easy to get caught up in the rush of everyday life in the race for position and possessions that we quickly forget what really makes us content.
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