Your Poetry Dot Com - If only I were

If only I were a lush green evergreen tree,
I could see beyond Raleigh,
I could let the birds perch on my arms,
but being a tree would mean getting
cut down sometime or the other.

If only I were a beautiful butterfly dancing in the sun,
I could drink the pollen from the fragrant flowers,
I could always depend on my camouflage owl eyed back
to protect me and I could roam about freely faster than ever,
but being a butterfly would mean being caught and kept in a cage.

If only I were a fish with shining scales, I could swim deep in the water,
I could hide in a tiny coral cave where sharks can’t get,
I could play a game of who will touch the bottom first,
but being a fish means getting caught in fishing net.
I guess I’ll just be plain old me.

This poem is Copyright ยฉ sahakuty