March 20 , 2000 9:15 a.m. mst
"IFONLY IS NOT A WORD"
poetry for Regina by Michael
written this first day of Spring, March 20, 2000 at 9:15a.m. mst
If only we had met in the flesh those many years ago,
But we did not.
And spilt milk spoils if not wiped away.
If only the world had stopped in it's orbit and let us connect earlier
But it did not.
And if worlds cannot spin, then the gravity of the situation fails,
And everything flies off into the Universe,
There is nothing left to stay.
If only perfection could have been reached earlier
Then perhaps past regrets would be forgotten.
But IFONLY is just not a word.
And thinking this way is absurd.
I count the blessings on the one hand, and forget the past apace,
There is no fault in wondring', but the present shows your face.
And your face is wondrous in it's beauty, and the careworn tide of time,
IFONLY is certainly not in my vocabulary,
And brittle memory can be forever erased.
I sit in your tower, awaiting your return,
And then I am off to what in an earlier time I might have called "home"
Knowing full well, that "home" is not a place that exists yet,
As sure as IFONLY is not a word.
"Home" is a future destination.
I would want that future to reside in the present.
And "home" will be a present for us presently.
Thinking about what might have been in the past is useless,
As useless as writing those words which do not exist.
When those words are spoken, then nothing makes sense.
I will forget those useless words and think only of you.
I am grateful that we meet now in eternity,
And home is where our hearts will play forever.
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