Poem: It is done now

It is done now

and it was not hard, either,
was not unpleasant or difficult.
I should have been ready,
should have been.  I was not.
I was far from ready.
It was not possible for me
to be ready.  I had reasons.
I know that is true,
don't I?  I am sure,
I think.  It was reasonable
to wait.  It is fine
that I did not rush.
It is done anyway.
I am not certain
if it matters any longer,
but it is only this
which is done.
It will be this way again.

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