If I could walk forward,
Without losing the past,
Would the hopes,
That I carried,
Be still in my grasp,
Would the dreams,
That I dreamt,
And the prayers,
That I said,
Stay with me always,
Where ever I tread,
Would the resilience,
Of youth,
And the knowledge of time,
Learn to appreciate,
To unite and combine,
Would tomorrow’s forgiveness,
Be my remedy for today,
Would life become clearer,
If I knew what to say.
helen midgley 
Your writing always asks such incredible questions – real thought provoking ones that are truly meaningful. This is brilliant.
So good…
Wow. I love those last 2 lines.
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The answers that come
as we walk through the days
of life’s mysterious, glorious ways
are just for a short moment
of concentrated time
when all can be seen
as a perfect well-balanced rhyme
then once again
we walk ’round the bend
and the questions begin anew
and what of the dreams
the life that we dreamt
and the prayers
and the resolence of youth.
Helen Midgley’s poem inspired …
Love the sentiment but also the rhythm – a pleasure to read!