I hesitate to make a list of all the countless deals I’ve missed;
Bonanzas that were in my grip, I watched them through my fingers slip;
The windfalls that I could have bought were lost because I over-thought;
I thought of this. I thought of that. While on my hands, I just sat.
And while I thought of things twice, another bought them at the price.
It seems I always hesitate, then make my mind up much too late.
A very caution person am I. And that is why I never buy.
How Palm Beach and Martin Counties grew,
Collier and Orange Counties, too.
While others bought and realized their charms
and welcomed deals with open arms.
A corner here, ten acres there,
Compounding values year by year.
I chose to think, and as I thought,
They bought the deals I should have bought.
When condominiums rose straight into the sky,
The prices I felt were much too high.
I wouldn’t even make a bid,
But others did, Yes, others did.
My sixth sense warned me to sit still
and so my mattress with money I did not fill.
A very prudent person am I
and that is why I never buy.
Last night I had a fearful dream.
I know I wakened with a scream.
Donald Trump approached me by my bed,
A deal he had for me instead.
He’d sell me property at a tenth of its cost,
But my voice, my voice I had lost.
I tried and tried but could not speak
and so Mr. Trump, he did retreat.
At times a teardrop drowns my eye
for deals I had but did not buy.
And now my life’s sad words I pen –
If only I would have invested then.
Jim Cioffi, Esq.
Inspired by the poem published in Farm and Land Magazine