Look Again

I decided to try writing a sonnet of my own today. Here's what I came up with:


If you could look again on things that pass’d

And change the part you played in what you see,

Before the die you threw had first been cast

And what you've done in life had come to be,

How much to come would you be proud to keep

Compar’d with all your heart would long to change?

Could you then find another moment's sleep

Until you might a new ledger arrange?

This need not die as but a simple dream;

The chance set here before us all is real.

As strange perhaps a thing like this may seem

Can you doubt what your heart begins to feel?

Of life, today is yet the highest bar;

It is today that makes us who we are.