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.
Sally Gerard 
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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Now you are getting way ahead of my next poem! lol.
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Oops 😉
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Nice! I love this even though it’s done in the negative. What have you done?
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I guess that will be next week’s poem!
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