I was reading some poems to my 3 1/2 year old last night. I thought we could all benefit from this one.
WOULDA-COULDA-SHOULDA
All the Woulda-Coulda-Shouldas/ Layin’ in the sun./ Talkin’ ’bout the things/ They woulda-coulda-shoulda done…/ But those Woulda-Coulda-Shouldas/ All ran away and hid/ From one little did.
Shel Siverstein’s Falling Up