A poem to my Daughter (pregnant with her first)

Let me help you while I can.
Tomorrow is uncertain.
Of course you know I know you can, but none sees through life's curtain.
A new life for you has begun.
A new life for you - in more ways than one.
A little help from this old man.
Let me help you. 
While I still can. 

 I wish,
I’d had the courage to just be myself.
I’d spent more time with the people I love.
I’d discovered my purpose earlier. 
I’d learned to express my feelings more.
I’d spent less time worrying about things that never happened.
I’d taken more risk.
I’d cared less about what other people though.
I’d realized earlier that happiness is a choice.
I’d loved more.
I’d taken better care of myself.
I’d been a better husband.
I’d paid less to other people’s expectations.
I’d quit my job and found something more enjoyable.
I’d stayed in touch with old friends.
I’d spoken my mind more.
I’d spent less time chasing the wrong things.
I’d had more children.
I’d touched more lives.
I’d though about life’s big questions earlier.
I’d travelled more.
I’d lived more in the moment.
I’d pursued more of my dreams.

Stop wishing - while you still can.