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Can you bring back yesterday
For just a little while,
I want to do it all again
And everyday I'd smile.

I don't think I realized
How lucky I was then,
I was blessed with intelligence
family, and many friends.

I could have done so very much
Knowing what I know now,
Please bring back my yesterday
Can you show me how.

I had the opportunity
To have an education,
But at the time I decided
I needed a vacation.

I was not bad looking
Ugly,certainly not
I had a few small talents
But not using them I forgot.

I want to wake up yesterday
And try a little harder,
And if I had a second chance
I'd be a little smarter.

I would make each moment count
And give life such a try,
Where is my precious yesterday....
It didn't even say "Goodbye"

Lynn Barany

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  1. Date: 10/28/2012 8:33:00 PM
    Lynn, it is a reminder for us to live each day to the fullest and without regrets. Great write, my friend. Take care. Love ya, Toquyen

    Hanna Barany Avatar lynn Hanna Barany
    Date: 10/28/2012 9:04:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thanks so much Toquyen, a beautiful name by the way. Yes, wouldn't it be nice to do it all again. Thanks so much for the great comment. I really appreciate it. Lynn Barany
  1. Date: 10/28/2012 6:51:00 PM
    Thanks so much Joseph, yes, if only we could. Would love a second chance, maybe my next life time, one never knows. Thanks for taking the time to comment. Have a great rest of the day, Sincerely, Lynn Barany.

  1. Date: 10/28/2012 6:15:00 PM
    nicely written....if only we could turn back the hands of time