I’d hesitate to make a list
of all the countless opportunities missed.
Bonanzas that were in my grip
I watched them through my fingers slip.
The windfalls which I should have bought
were lost because I over thought.
I thought if this, I thought of that
I could have sworn I smelled a rat.
And while I thought things over twice
another grabbed them at that price.
It seems I always hesitate,
and make my mind up much too late.
A very cautious man am I
and that is why I never buy.
When others culled those sprawling farms
and welcomed contracts with open arms
A corner here, ten acres there,
compounding value year by year,
I chose to think and while I thought
they bought the deals I could have got!
The golden chances I had then
are lost and will not come again!
Today I cannot be enticed
for everything’s so overpriced!
The opportunities of yesteryear are dead
the market’s soft and so’s my head.
At times a teardrop drowns my eye
for opportunities I had, but did not buy.
And now life’s saddest words I pen…
If only I’d invested then!
Reprint from Illinois Realtor Magazine — December 1975 (yes, 1975)
Emphasis mine. Think about it…