I don't know why, but the tears come easy now.
Maybe it because the best part of my life is in
the past, and my future holds no surprises, joy,
or innocent anticipation of Spring days that are
yet to be cast.
If, If…that's a familiar word with me theses days.
Things might have been different, if I had taken
this path or that one over there, but to question
those decisions today is not really fair.
Time has nullified all of my choices, right or wrong.
I am were I am, and there's no turning back, no
starting over, no turning a new leaf. I'm here now…
and here now I must face my grief.
If…I just had more time,
I think I might make my life rhyme.