If I had it to do all over again I'd climb more and higher trees
I'd build more tree houses; roller-skate more, even if I skinned my knees!
I'd swim in the river more and even skinny dip a lot more times
I'd tell more scary ghost stories and write more amusing rhymes
I'd be ever exploring; I would travel farther and roam so much more
I'd fly more kites and over the highest trees they would mightily soar
I'd go to more dances and I would dance all night, every single dance
I'd be a better friend and make new ones whenever I had the chance
I'd wade more creeks so much farther and go way out around the bend
I'd follow those dark mysterious waters until I found their very end
I'd do all these things better if only I could do them over I do believe
And I'd have fewer regrets when my time came to take my final leave
I would be a much kinder person, think of others more often then myself
I'd read my Bible regularly and take it down from off that dusty shelf
I'd go to church weekly and really be there for me, not just to be seen
And I'd give grateful thanks for my youth, age and everything in between
I'd do so many things different if I but had the chance to relive my life
That, cursed hindsight is so much stronger than foresight, cuts me as a knife
Even if not born with the gift that always foresees the troubles ahead
Yet as a docile horse is taken to water, by my conscience I would be led
If I had it to do all over again I'd change things, oh yes I really would
I wouldn't just strive to be, I would be, the best person that I could!
And out of all of this maybe the greatest miracle that I can ever foresee
Is if I had it to do all over again I just might end up___ even liking me!
(c) Roger Eugene Corell,
April 18, 2006
~~ Soar on wings of gold~~
~Across the endless skies~
~In search of the dreams~
~That live in your heart~
