Strolling Through Time

Could we travel back,

And fix:

Those mistakes of ours?

Could we travel back,

And feel:

Those sweet laugh showers?

Could we travel back,

And be:

Those two strangers again?

Could we travel back,

And mend:

Wrong doings to the right lane?

NO!

For all Time wants to show,

Accept it that's the flow;

From Seoul to Rome,

Past is nothing but a Memory Dome.