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A poem from the past

Updated on March 10, 2015
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If I knew then what I know now. I would have never loved certain people of my past. I would have walked away from the moment they crossed my path.

If I knew then what I know now. I would have never acted on my impulses resulting in spiritual anguish. I would have accepted him as my savior instead of being relinquish.

If I knew then what I know now. I would have given myself more patience & endurance as a mother. I would have loved the ones who loved me dearly, instead of trusting so freely.

If I knew then what I know now. I would have laughed & smiled all day & everyday so that I wouldn’t be filled with sorrow for all that is deep within me.

If I knew then what I know now. I would have never argued or fought with my family. I would have listened when they spoke. I would have hugged you each & everyday for one day it may not ever be so.

If I knew then what I know now. I would have opened my heart to all of you & not shut you out.

For today I accept I cannot the change the past, with the hopes for a better tomorrow. I only wish that I could have known then what I know now, that this day would be my last.

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      Herlinda Rocha 3 years ago from Chicago, Illinois

      Thank you. Yes I did. I always write what I feel or have experenced; good or bad.

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      JanikaLeeReyes 3 years ago

      provoking*

      thank you for this.

      sorry for the broken message!

      -Nika

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      JanikaLeeReyes 3 years ago

      perhaps you only know these things because you went through them, and if you didn't go through them you'd have no idea and would be blindly making the same choices and mistakes right now. Be grate you know what you know now, cause we can't change what happened- only what can happen.

      this poem was truly though provo

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