I Wonder Why?  

Why do we wait till a man is gone, before we tell him of his worth.
Why not tell him now, he's the finest man on earth.

Why do we wait till the person is gone, to send him flowers galore.

When a single rose would have meant so much,
if we had taken it to his door.

Why do we wait till he cannot hear, the good things we might say.

Why put it off, why not tell him now, and share in his joy today.

Of course we're busy, that's our excuse, but why oh why do we wait.
To tell a person our love for him, until it becomes too late.

Author Unknown.           




          
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