If I could go back
Back to those days
Would they be as I remember them
Or just a trick the mind plays.
If I could return
Return to that time
Would it be as I recall
Or would it all be in mind.
If I could retrace
The tracks of my step
Would I end in the place
My mind can’t forget.
Would it all be the same
Just as I remember
As she’d whisper my name
To light a cold dark November.
© Daniel Breslin