If I could, I would.
I’d give you the world
on a silver platter, served
with a silver spoon.
The moon, for you, on
a string so you could
pull it around as you
skipped through fields
of endless flowers.

If I could, I would.
I’d hush the words of
hate and replace them
with peace and love. I’d
take, upon myself, the
anger of others so your
heart would never ache.

If I could, I would.
I’d bottle up your laughter
and feed it to you on
days when the world seems
dark, forboding. Laughing
with you, we’d feel as though
everything was right. And, oh,
right it would be, so right.

If I could, I would.
I’d erase the past and
we would start over, together.
I’d be everything you ever
needed. I’d hold you forever,
not just in my heart. I’d
be your one and only;
you would call me mom.

If I could, I would.
But I can’t give you the
world or the moon. I
can’t change how the
hate-filled hearts of our
world with a flick of a wand.
I can’t change the past.
I can’t take you back,
bring you home. I can’t
do anything more…
than offer my always and
forever, unconditional, love.

If I could, I would.
I will always love you.
If I do, you might, too.

©2007 JennaHatfield