These
silver sparkles of the night - all over my finger tips that I massage in my
hair
The Sun
casting its shadows on the underwater lakes that it makes me dream I swim in
The moments
from my piggy bank, I had saved all through life to live at the right time
The
flashes, nicely baked in the past re-appear
Lost and
found meanings of the words of the poems that I can rewrite
And keep
babbling and get up in the middle of the night and laugh hard
The sea
breeze of the summer evenings overlooking the orangey skies and several boats
at the horizon
Touching your
face with my warm hands for all those winters I waited for you to be here
And the
interesting accidents that you are ready to volunteer to
And laugh. Lots
of laughter. Together. With your hands on mine.
And lots of
love.
You can't relive your life. ~ John Glenn
ReplyDeleteTake care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them. ~ Bob Dylan
But then -
Now I'm reliving my whole damn life
And it's a shame that I can't remember
And now I'm living the same damn lie
It's a shame, but nothing's forever
~ Seether
Finally -
If I could only relive my life
Just to undo the mistakes and relinquish my strife
To remove the errors that I once had done
And maybe forget something, or even someone
If only I could walk that path once again
…………………….
If I could relive this life once again
Starting from my beginning and stretching to its end
With all the information that I am in possession of now
Then to all of my probabilities, I could walk away or accept with a bow
Only then would I know the mistakes I have taken
Along with all the errors I have made and opportunities I forsaken
Just to walk the road that I had walked once before
Knowing which paths or steps I should take, and which ones I should ignore
If only I knew which path I should either deny or accept
Either becoming stronger or weak with pain and regret
……
~ Randy L. McClave
If I had my life to live over, I would have talked less and listened more.
ReplyDeleteI would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded. ………………….
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television - and more while watching life. …………….
There would have been more "I love you's".. More "I'm sorrys" ...
But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute... look at it and really see it ... live it...and never give it back.
- Erma Bombeck