Time Taken
Regrets from life past? We all have these, different for each of course
To reflect if we are brave, to question if willing, but would it be different?
To turn back time, what if? What then? How would I be now?
No, I do not want this, I am made of my life, if past was changed, where would my children be
Where would my soul reside now, would I have the same laugh lines, humour, fears, hopes, desires?
Who would I be, not the same of course, I am me for better or for worse
The accepting is sometimes hard if I dig too deep, open scars, old wounds, it hurts for a time
There are aspects of history I would forget, willingly disregard, but they form me
I had moments, strong desires to return to my youth, change things, do it differently
But retain my current knowledge, to cheat blind development, cheat fate
No doubt a paradox would emerge, the end result would not meet my present now
Who would I really be now having done this? Certainly not me
And although there are times when I toy with this idea
For good or bad, I love being, sometimes uncomfortably, me
Feb 2022
Copyright © Graham Bentley | Year Posted 2022
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