To Right the Wrongs
If you could live your life again,
to right the wrongs you've done,
What would be the thing you'd change,
the most important one?
Would it be a childhood regret,
a choice that you may have made,
Perhaps a thought you may have then held,
as if in some charade?
Was there a friend you might have made,
yet, lost in your poor act,
Was it an exaggerated sum,
without more thoughtful care, exact?
Could you have taken someone's joy,
with no regard for others then,
A shameful resort in some report,
absence in a truthful good friend?
Poorest actions, in our long gone days,
To take them back, if we could,
A conscience held, an admirable trait,
in being human, is to our good.
Remorse of memories that all would change,
a part of time we know,
Each is a segment of time we share,
and a part of each, as we grow.
Tomorrow's date, our voices to speak,
for the goodness of all future time,
For is now that we may make our amends,
our reason to have its rhyme.
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