poetry

“What If” Poem

What If

By: Ashley O’Hare

I wish I could still be naive.

I wish my dreams were something I believed.

If I go back,

will anything change?
will it still feel like home?
Or has time altered too much?
Is it worth the chance?

If I leave now,

will the “what-ifs” haunt me?

Or will running save me?

Maybe the busy streets

will accept fresh meat.

Maybe new faces

will bring me to wide, open spaces.

Do I stay where I’m established–

or follow my heart

where my dreams are cherished

and the work is hard.

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