If I could
Unwind the hands
Of time
I would
Take back the word
That caused the hurt
In your eyes.
The deed
That was a step away from you
And led to others.
It seemed right
At the time
Yet with the
Passing of years
And the lasting
Tears
I understand
That the unity
Of minds
Is worth
More than being right.
I could also use
The experience of today
To diffuse
The hurt I bore
Unnecessarily
Some put- me - downs
By different clowns
To which I couldn't
React, recover
Only the sting hovered.
Some decisions
If revised
Could help
Both sides
Compromise
But experience is growth
Of a kind
To be passed on
To generations
By word
Or letter
Or message
To those
Who ask or
would listen.
