Back In Time

In a dream, I stood beside myself; Looking at an open door. “Should I go through?” I asked myself. “No”, said my Timid-self. “Yes”, said my Bold-self. “I dunno”, said my Wise-self. (Where did he appear from?) Bold-self won the battle… I stepped past the door, Into another time. Trying to orient myself, I looked around. I was young, I had all my opportunities Once again. “Do something different”, I whispered to myself. I often wished I had been a Nurse, So I changed my course. I loved what I was doing, For a while I felt great. Then the doubts arrived. Now who would I marry? Would I have children? Would I ever see my son again? "Oh Bold-self", I lamented "Why did I let you win?" Some things are too precious To ever change. Wise-self whispered to me: “What will be, will be!”