If I were a butterfly, I'd be purple, pink and blue
If I were a cloud, I'd be white and puffy against the blue sky
If I were the sky, I'd be orangey, purple with tinge of pink
If I were a rainbow, I'd like to be a full circle like a halo.
If I were flowers, I'd be colourful chrysanthemums
If I were a tree, I'd want to have lots of branches and vines that children can climb
If I were the grass, I'd want to be soft and fully green
If I were a fruit, maybe coconut will do.
If I were a book, I'd want to have volumes after volumes of wholesome stories
If I were a rollercoaster, I'd want to have loops and drops and curves that makes people scream their lungs out and their heart droped
If I were a house, I'd want it cozy, inviting, warm and soft
If I were a journal, I'd let the pen write whatever it wants
If I could fly, I'd be zipping in and out of the clouds with the birds
If I could hold my breath, I'd be diving into the vast ocean with corals, fishes and dolphins
If I could teleport, I'd be at the waterfalls and next the beaches and next the mountains and next the lake
If I could go back in time, I'd be rewriting history.
If I was anything I want to be, I'd be anything I want to be
Isn't it fun to revisit imaginations
Childhood that was forgotten somewhere
Midst of changing times.
