I could turn back the time to innocence…
I watched in silence
the time drip slowly by;
how it seems to just fly
like the strong, brewing scent
of a fresh pot of coffee;
here one moment,
gone the next
I sat all alone
in a café by the lake,
nibbling on a sweet crumb cake
remembering all of my life’s mistakes
The hustle of skirts flying in and out;
cups of coffee flying all about
Everyone glancing at the watches on their wrists
as the time flew silently by 
and I wished to myself
that for just once
I could turn back the time
to innocence…
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Yes Priya, – innocence lost – time is so precious… each and every moment is the moment to live for, not just live but live with joy; and the fact rears up it’s head making us ask ourselves…”what have I done, what have I achieved, where am I and where am I going…could it have been better…..could I have made it better…?”