By Roger Turner
Time Machine
If you could change the things you've done Would you jump and take the chance? Or would you leave your life alone And continue with the dance? If you could make some things better But know that other things would change Would you keep your life the way it is Or would you choose to rearrange? I wish I had a time machine For I know what I would do I would travel back into the past To spend more time with you I wouldn't change what happened I would just relive the past Because I love when we're together And it's moments you can't grasp Would you change the job you're doing Would you make yourself real rich Remember though if things you change Time's fabric drops a stitch The things you do when you go back Will change the things now here So if you do things different Your life might disappear You can go make sick folks healthy But that will change the scope of time If I changed the things that happened you may not end up being mine I wish I had a time machine For I know what I would do I would travel back into the past To spend more time with you I wouldn't change what happened I would just relive the past Because I love when we're together And it's moments you can't grasp There are reasons that things happen And there are reasons some do not Would you change the life you're living For one that you are not? I know that I'd revisit The past for just a while And I'd leave things just the same I'd go back to see your smile I wish I had a time machine For I know what I would do I would travel back into the past To spend more time with you I wouldn't change what happened I would just relive the past Because I love when we're together And it's moments you can't grasp I'd leave time just the way it was I'd do everything the same That way, nothing would be different And I wouldn't be to blame I wish I had a time machine For I know what I would do I would travel back into the past To spend more time with you I wouldn't change what happened I would just relive the past Because I love when we're together And it's moments you can't grasp
Lavender
Streams of color In constant motion showing shades of beauty hidden Powered by the wind As it caresses the river of scent Gently, softly, lovingly And moves through the rows Never stopping, always moving Following the wind Lavender tributaries in a Sensual scented sea of color Never ending.
Roger Turner’s work can be found on http://www.hellopoetry.com
Two lovely poems, Roger. I loved the phrase ‘River of scent’ in Lavender. Well done!
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