What If
What If
no-one would ever imagine that she,
the old woman sitting quietly alone
drinking her morning cup of coffee,
had anything for which to atone..
yet , like so many others you know,
she has a secret or two tucked away..
words spoken in haste, more than one lie,
now in her memories, they come to play..
I am one with that quiet gray head,
thinking of the changes I'd make..
if only I could go back in time
and undo just one great mistake..
I chose a path because it was easy,
Instead of a more difficult way..
thinking now of "what might have been"
knowing that dream was of another day...
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