I am not bothered by the hands that have
tried to hold you before me.
They have meekly touched thoughts
that have altered who you are.
I thank them.

If you never saw the sky,
you would never know the ripples of the clouds. 
If you never felt the ocean,
you would never understand the depth and openness of it. 
   I thank them.

If I had to do it over,
I wouldn’t have lingered and sat so heavily on past lives.
I would of learned more music just so I could
sing every song with you.
I would of lived freely with Grace.
If I had known that our worlds would collide,
I would have been so much more