A choice already made
Doesn't have to be set in stone
Direction can be changed and
Adjustments made for past wrongs
It's never too late
Waiting too late
Is to tempt the hands of fate
Chart not your course toward
The island of "Waited Too Late."
Many people have been washed
Upon the island's rocky shore
With only "What If" for company
Opportunity for restitution, no more.
Doing What I Can, While I Can
Hope you enjoyed the poem for the month of June.