Things I Haven’t Done 21 January 2022

I haven’t gone to France, and I haven’t mopped the floor.

I haven’t run a marathon, and I haven’t fed the bulls today.

I haven’t got a mountain home, and I haven’t made that zucchini bread.

I haven’t published my novella, and I haven’t thawed something for supper.

I haven’t seen the Northern Lights, and I haven’t finished grading discussions.

I haven’t done a hundred-mile trek, and I haven’t gotten the creosote stains of that pair of jeans.

I haven’t climbed Mt. Meeker to the top, and I haven’t written my Monday email to students.

I haven’t solved life’s mystery, and I haven’t found that other sock.

I haven’t danced with Baryshnikov, and I haven’t taken down the Christmas lights.

I haven’t sung back-up for John Denver, and I haven’t finished my cup of coffee.

About Sally Gerard

I am a writer, runner, teacher, singer, guitar player, mom, lover, coffee drinker, hunter, antique tractor driver, horsewoman, sister, and lover of the outdoors. Did I mention that I love lighthouses?
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5 Responses to Things I Haven’t Done 21 January 2022

  1. But I am certain that you have gazed upon sunrises and sunsets. That you have been mesmerized by the way the light shines off the snow. You have watched in awe and wonder as the breath from your horses and cattle revealed in the cold air. You have gazed with love upon your beloved’s face. A thousand things you have done that have touched your soul. This, my dear, was a very good day for you ♥️

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  2. Kathy Cordes says:

    Nice! I love this even though it’s done in the negative. What have you done?

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