watching a film about time traveling
a man
his father
the woman he loves
reliving moments in life
correcting mistakes
small ones
not major ones
no killing Hitler
or sleeping with Helen of Troy
as the father says
explaining the deal to his son
but those days that are memorable
become more so
a second
or even a third
time around
and my eyes water
watching this fictional son
and his father
bonding over and over again
through time
or his second
even third
chances at getting it right
with the girl he falls in love with
I’m a sucker for those moments
wishing life was like a movie
one could write
and rewrite
the script for
and then act it out
this time
and that time
each precious moment
what I wouldn’t give
to step back in time
to change a few little things
a hand on a shoulder
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Leonard Durso 
I think you should write a screenplay, or theatre play on this theme.
That’s a thought. Thanks for the suggestion.
Yep, there are a few things I’d redo if given the chance…
I think we all would.
As I get older there are lots of times where the path forked and occasionally (usually in those early morning insomniac hours) I’ve thought about the “what ifs.” Your wonderful poem so elegantly describes the thoughts we all have as well as the regrets. Anita
Thank you for this very kind comment.