A poem

No title - does poetry really need them?

Do you remember that time you almost -
Ach! But then you backed away.
Were you afraid?
I guess we both were.
Standing at the brink of freedom,
Not realizing how this giant ball
Hurdling us through space
Could have bumped us over the edge
At any given moment.
Do you ever wonder what life
Would have been like?
The road not taken and all.
Maybe we should have done it -
Embraced everything they said was foolish
And like the children we were,
Jumped with abandon toward that place
Past mediocrity.
Risky business, that.