If I could live again, I’d want to live it all. I wouldn’t stir or strive when Half-baked urges came to call. **** what everybody does. **** the things done just to prove. I wouldn’t change how anybody was; I’d learn to transform my own groove.
If I could live again, I’d sail my dreams for gold. I’d ride out all my hunches, then I’d learn to live them bold. I’d never go half wanting, And I wouldn’t go if shoved. I’d seek only what was haunting Me, and only things I loved.
This poem is from a book of poems I self published. If you would like me to send you the PDF of the book of poems that this poem is from, please contact me at my e-mail address (dleon19@atlanticbb.net) to request the PDF.