Almost (1922)

The fish we almost captured,

The race we almost won,

The task we almost finished

Before the day was done.

The plan almost accomplished,

The dream almost come true--

These bring but little comfort

Or help to me and you.

Near heroes win no laurels;

Near victories are cheap;

And near achievements bring us

No crowns we care to keep.

To come but near is failure.

A miss is like a mile.

The word “almost” can rob us

Of all that is worth while.

Collected poems of Clarence Edwin Flynn, second series · 第 45 / 215 题