The Chance
A chance went by
Like a bird in the sky.
The chance flew right past;
I didn’t even glance.
If I knew then what I know now,
the truth would have been known.
The chance would have been mine.
Everything would have been fine.
But I didn’t know then
What I know now,
So my chance has gone
To someone else.
Editor’s note: The Chance, a winning poem in Our Generation Get Creative contest, is being published again today. It was credited to the wrong student last week.