Treasure Island

Linda Winchell

(still working on it! / Chicago Illinois)

'If Given The Chance'


If given the chance... to become much more
Would you have maybe squandered those moments too?
Or would you have put it all too good use?
And done the best…that possibly... you could do.

If given the chance to repeat ones wrongs
Of what maybe… you’ve created throughout your life.
Would you now have a clearer understanding?
A better …inner heart felt views insight.

If given the chance to grow in the knowledge
Of what it is…you now may posses.
Would you have changed your thinking some?
And laid all other thoughts and ideas to rest.

If given the chance?

By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2009

Submitted: Monday, November 16, 2009

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