Don't Cry Over a Spilled Milk: A Poem
As many of us were "made by a mistake"
a mistake we are and living under that sign
just from one to another we're getting a break
with all your mistakes seeming smaller than mine.
Then we curse ourselves, but mostly our fate
for things going wrong and our making it so
even much long after not feeling too great
thinking of ourselves as clumsiness pro.
Proverbial milk gets spilled over pride
and then we promptly cry over the spill
time and time again we resolutely decide
not to repeat it, in that too well known drill.
Gallons of milk after, same by look and curses
giving us new chances to whine and wallow
but flow of that milk just never reverses
making us again regretful and shallow.
For, what's the use of moping over a mistake
aren't we just rehearsing for the next one
so let's accept them all for sanity sake
imperfection and everything done.