Seventeen Again

If we can turn back time

and we would be

seventeen again

Way back when

we were wise and impulsive

and raw and rough

I would have

held you tight that morning

and dried your tears that night

I would have

grabbed your hand as we walked

and say I love you as we walked

I would have

accompanied you to wherever you will go

and gladly do as you told me

I would have

attended all your recitals and performances

and met all of your friends

I would have

listened to all your stories

and tell you all of mine

I would have

not let you go.

It is easier to say now

but could I really have afforded

letting myself go?