”IF ONLY I’D INVESTED THEN !”
PRAYER OF THE PROCRASTINATOR: POEM( OCTOBER 1917), REAL ESTATE TIME TO BUY?
This poem is a great little retrospective on the period’s mindset about real estate and values. Printed in the Farm and Land Realtor Magazine ( October 1917).
Prayer of the Procrastinator
I hesitate to make a list of all the countless deals I’ve missed; Bonanzas that were in my grip– I watched through my finger slip The windfalls which I should have Bought
Were lost because I over thought; I thought of this, I thought of that I could have sworn I smelled a rat, and while I thought things over twice another grabbed them at the price; It seems I always hesitate then make up my mind much too late.
A very cautious man am I and that is why I never buy.
How Nassau and how Suffolk grew; North Jersey! Statton Island too! When others called those sprawling farms and welcomed deals with open arms; A corner here, ten acres there, compounding values year by year, I chose to think and as I thought they bought the deals I should have Bought
The golden chances I had then are lost and will not come again Today I cannot be enticed for everything’s so overpriced The deals of yesteryear are dead the market’s soft– and so’s my head. Last night I had a fearful dream I know I awakened with a scream’
Some Indians approached my bed– for trinkets on the barrelhead ( in dollars bills worth twenty-four and nothing less and nothing more )
They’d sell Manhattan Isle to me, the most I’d go was twenty-three The redman scowled: ” Not on a Bet!” and sold to Peter Minuit.
At times a teardrop drowns my eye for deals I had, but did not buy; And now life’s saddest words I pen,—
” IF ONLY I’D INVESTED THEN !”