Another Chance

I talk to you. I ask you how you are.

You answer that you’re good,

But it’s hard to believe you.

The world has come crashing down

Upon your head.

You can’t see the forest for the trees.

She’s awake but doesn’t see it either.

You both are trying so hard.

You don’t want to bother anyone,

You just want to fit in,

Live your lives independently again.

Do your thing, without

Asking anybody about anything.

If only yesterday would return.

If only you could put the past

In a bottle, and take it with you.

But time marches on,

And it carries you

To places and times,

Where and when you don’t want to be.

If only you’d get a redo.

If only you had known,

It would turn out this way.

If only things would change

For the better, yes, a little.

Oh, but life is not like that.

It grabs you by the horns

And tumbles you over,

Flailing topsy turvey.

So much you never said,

Nothing to take back,

But everything to give.

Just once again.

Another chance.

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Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger

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