To know the touch of sweet regret,
Is to wish for time to give and let,
So lighten the sands and please regress,
Back to days I can’t forget.

To see the memories ebb and flow,
From face to faces I do not know,
Still etched within and laughing so,
Oh please dear years, just let them go.

I’ve asked for time both small and grand,
To stop it’s ever-onward plans,
Though seconds, hours, years have spanned,
Rewind the clock and ticking hands.