“But you Didn’t”

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“Carpe Diem”

The Latin phrase carpe diem, meaning “seize the day,” takes on a deeper and more delicate resonance when viewed through the lens of affectionate memory.

Traditionally, carpe diem is interpreted as a call to action: to live boldly, to pursue joy, to postpone no dream.

More often than not, we take for granted that there will be another chance — another morning to mend what has frayed, another evening to say thank you.

But the person to whom we meant to express our gratitude may vanish before we find the words.

In this context, carpe diem becomes a form of moral clarity.
It does not justify selfish urgency, but calls for emotional courage: do not wait until someone is gone to realise what they quietly gave you.

Thus, carpe diem does not shout “do everything!”
It whispers instead: “say everything… and say it now.”


The poem that follows — often attributed to a widow named Merrill Glass — expresses the unconditional love of her husband, a soldier, and the grief of his loss.

It was discovered by the couple’s daughter — a daughter who had never met her father — after her mother’s death.

The poem, written from the perspective of a woman who has lost her life partner, explores the theme of remembrance and the enduring presence of love, even after death.


But you Didn’t
(Merrill Glass)

Remember the time you lent me your car and I dented it?
I thought you’d kill me…
But you didn’t.

Remember the time I forgot to tell you the dance was
formal, and you came in jeans?
I thought you’d hate me…
But you didn’t.

Remember the times I’d flirt with
other boys just to make you jealous, and
you were?
I thought you’d drop me…
But you didn’t.

There were plenty of things you did to put up with me,
to keep me happy, to love me, and there are
so many things I wanted to tell
you when you returned from Vietnam…
But you didn’t.


In the light of But You Didn’t, carpe diem becomes a practice of tender urgency—not to accumulate pleasures, but to honour presence, to express what too often remains implied.

It is a soft rebellion against regret.
Because one day, they will not be there.
And you will wish you had said it.
But you didn’t.

And that is the most human tragedy of all.

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