If I Could Travel Back in Time
If I could travel back in time,
I’d go back twenty years ago
When my life was still in its prime
And I could still speak to my bro.
My brother died at twenty-six--
Too young to be deprived of breath;
I knew no charms nor any tricks
Could wrest him from the hands of Death.
We were like strangers in our house,
He and I when he was alive;
Hate like that between cat and mouse
Seemed in his heart and mine to thrive.
So every day just passed us by
With nary a word betwixt us.
No “How are you,” no simple “Hi,”
We never made time to discuss.
So if I could go back in time,
I’d go to when he still had life:
I’d laugh with him o’er gin and lime,
And we’d share things both old and rife.
November 18, 2025
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