If I had it to do over again, I’d try to make more mistakes next time, I would relax a little, I would limber up quite a bit, and be A little sillier than I have been this trip. I’d take more chances, I’d take more nonsense journeys, I would climb more mountains and swim More rivers and watch more sunsets. If I had my life to live again I would start going barefooted earlier in the Spring And I would stay that way until later in the Fall. I would go more places, I’d get up and go quickly and travel Much lighter than I ever have and I would go places I never dreamed I’d go. I would ride more merry-go-rounds, And I’d certainly pick more daisies.
Author Unknown Published in the January 1987 parish Newsletter, “The Spirit.”