Misdeeds and Missed Deeds
Resource, Sept./Oct., 1992, p. 2
It isn't the thing you do; The tender word forgotten, The stone you might have lifted The loving touch of the hand, The little acts of kindness No, it's not the things you do, - Margaret Sangster
It's the thing you leave undone,
Which gives you a bit of heartache
At the setting of the sun.
The letter you did not write,
The flower you might have sent,
Are your haunting ghosts tonight.
Out of a brother's way,
The bit of heart some counsel
You were harried too much to say.
The gentle winsome tone,
That you had no time or tho't for
With troubles enough of your own.
So easily out of mind;
Those chances to be helpful
Which everyone may find.
It's the thing you leave undone
Which gives you the bit of heartache