No Intentions Premeditated

I have no hustle to bustle,
Or boast to brag.
No intentions premeditated.
Or things wished to have done,
In a time gone and passed.
I live without regret.
Hoping I am yet,
Finished with challenges...
As I greet and leave obstacles met.
I feel blessed to take the steps I do.
And appreciate what is to be...
For whatever it is.
Especially if I am not making creative claims.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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