There's not a whole lot you can do about time. It comes and it goes, ebbs and it flows, And freedom of choice can't save you from consequence. Like time everything is clear in reflection. Life gives you tests then you learn the lesson. If I could change this I would. I would go back and pick my sisters up from the ashes, Save them from the fire I didn't mean to start. I would mend the hearts that I've broken, And forgive those who couldn't help but break mine. I would still take the path less traveled, And learn to avoid the barbed-wire fences. But mostly I would save you, and her, and them, So you would all smile again, Like we did when we were young.
I wrote this awhile ago, but was unable to give it to the person I wrote it for. Perhaps he will find it here someday.