If I Knew What I Do?

If I knew - without a question or a doubt - that this will all change? That this endless winter will melt into spring? That this icey cold will turn to warm?

If I knew - without a question or a doubt - that I'll miss these days? That are color-less instead of color-full? That are hushed and quiet?

If I knew - what I do - that the only thing that's certain in life is change? What might I do differently?

Would I savor this? Would I wish to conserve and preserve and record it to be etched in forever memory? Or would I wish for the snow's melting...the sun's warming...the spring that will come following?

What would I do differently...if knew what I do?

What would you?