History of Sorts

If I could turn back time, would I bring my lost loved ones back to life?
Or would I, in doing so, only return them to more pain and suffering?

If I could turn back time, would I revisit the place where I first met my wife?
Would she still be there, smiling the same way?
How different would my life be then?
Would we still be together after thirty years? Would we have children?

If I could turn back time, would I try to save the world from its sorrows?
Yet perhaps, in my effort, I might unleash even greater troubles.

Maybe it’s for the best that I cannot turn back time.

Now I can cherish the memories of those I’ve lost—
knowing their lives, though cut short, were full and meaningful.

Maybe it’s for the best that I cannot turn back time.

Because I cannot imagine, nor could I endure, a life without my wife and children.

Maybe it’s for the best that I cannot turn back time.

For even if I could, I could never change the nature of humankind.