If I were

If I were a month I’d be September

If I were a day I’d be Saturday

If I were a time of day I’d be dusk

If I were a font I’d be Modern No. 20

If I were a sea animal I’d be a dolphin

If I were a direction I’d be North
If I were a piece of furniture I’d be a glider

If I were a liquid I’d be lemonade

If I were a gemstone I’d be aquamarine

If I were a tree I’d be a magnolia

If I were a tool I’d be a hammer

If I were a flower I’d be the peony

If I were an element of weather I’d be rain

If I were a musical instrument I’d be a piano

If I were a color I’d be pink

If I were an emotion I’d be love

If I were a fruit I’d be a strawberry

If I were a sound I’d be a whisper

If I were an element I’d be platinum

If I were a car I’d be a Land Rover

If I were a food I’d be cheesecake

If I were a place I’d be Montana

If I were a material I’d be silk

If I were a taste I’d be vanilla

If I were a scent I’d be strawberry coconut

If I were a body part I’d be a hand

If I were a song I’d be Push by Matchbox Twenty
If I were a bird I’d be a robin

If I were a gift I’d be thoughtful

If I were a city I’d be Paris

If I were a door I’d be sturdy and made of oak

If I were a pair of shoes I’d be comfy

If I were a poem I’d be Among the Multitude by Walt Whitman

Among the men and women the multitude,


I perceive one picking me out by secret and divine signs,

Acknowledging none else, not parent, wife, husband, brother, child,

any nearer than I am,

Some are baffled, but that one is not--that one knows me.

Ah lover and perfect equal,

I meant that you should discover me so by faint indirections,

And I when I meet you mean to discover you by the like in you.