Poem: I had said it would be done then, but it was not

I had said it would be done then, but it was not

That was not how things went.
It is not a thing I can change,
not any longer.  I did not do 
what was expected of me
in the moment
when I had intended to do it.
I did it.  It is done
and I think it is the same.
I don't think the delay matters.
It should not matter, I don't think.
If it had been something
where it mattered that much
I bet I would have been careful
and more reliable about it.
I don't think it would even matter
if it were still waiting to be remembered.

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