Time Travel - Poem by cora fazio
To my Mother and Son who now live in my memories
If I could travel back in time,
my bags I'd pack right now.
I'd push and shove my way aboard
without any grace or style.
I'd kiss the ones I leave behind,
I'd wave, I'd smile, I'd cry.
I'd tell them not to worry
for this is not good-bye.
And when I arrived, to that time
I'd find you there for sure.
I'd grab you and hold you, oh so tight.
From me you would be no more.
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