If it were possible <br />I would crawl backwards <br />through time <br />on my face <br />to change what I did wrong, <br />those times I hurt those I loved <br />or had the chance to do <br />what I neglected to do, <br />where I trampled when <br />I should have tiptoed <br />or left when I should have stayed <br />or stayed when I should have gone. <br /> <br />Without love we are nothing. <br /> <br />Sometimes I see it all so clearly, <br />like, say, two mated birds, <br />doves, as a demonstration <br />of how to be. <br /> <br />He watches over her and protects her. <br />She fulfills his purpose, completes his love. <br /> <br />Perhaps that would make it clear, <br />something we should have said <br />that might have saved a life <br />or, not caused a death. <br /> <br />Without love for one another <br />our lives are uselessly wasted or misspent. <br /> <br />Of course, it is not possible to go back. <br />I did what did. <br /> <br />But it is possible to love <br />like two mated birds, <br />say, doves.<br /><br />S. R. Lavin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/two-doves/
