Why do we wait until a man is gone
before we tell him of his worth ??
Why don't we tell him now
of the good deeds he has done,
and that he's the finest man on earth ??
Why do we wait till the person is gone
to send him flowers galore ??
A single rose would have meant so much
and done so very much more .
Why do we wait till he cannot hear
the good things that we might say ??
Why put it off, why not tell him now
and share his joy today ??
Of course, we're busy,
That's our only excuse,
That's why we procrastinate.
But why oh why don't we share our love
until it becomes too late ??
