How about you?
If I were a month, I’d be October.
If I were a season, I'd be autumn.
If I were a day, I’d be Sunday.
If I were a time of day, I’d be the gloaming.
If I were a holiday, I'd be Christmas Eve.
If I were a sea animal, I’d be a turtle.
If I were a direction, I’d be northeast.
If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a chaise
lounge.
If I were a liquid, I’d be wine...a complex red.
If I were a spice, I'd be garlic.
If I were a gemstone, I’d be aquamarine.
If I were a tree, I’d be a weeping willow.
If I were a tool, I’d be a tape measure.
If I were a flower, I’d be a snap dragon.
If I were an element of weather, I’d be a thunder
storm.
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be an acoustic guitar.
If I were a color, I’d be cerulean.
If I were an emotion, I’d be peace.
If I were a fruit, I’d be a sweet red cherry.
If I were a sound, I’d be waves crashing.
If I were an element, I’d be carbon.
If I were a car, I’d be a vintage VW bug.
If I were a food, I’d be an olive or cheese...a charcuterie board.
If I were a place, I’d be a cottage on Lake
Michigan’s shore.
If I were a material, I’d be cashmere.
If I were a taste, I’d be almond.
If I were a dessert, I'd be anything chocolate.
If I were a scent, I’d be amber.
If I were a song, I’d be Blackbird.
If I were a bird, I’d be a hummingbird.
If I were a body part, I’d be eyes.
If I were a gift, I’d be…long-lasting.
If I were a city, I’d be a quaint town like Fish Creek.
If I were a door, I’d be open.
If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be Birks.
If I were an item of clothing, I'd be a well-worn sweater.
If I were a poem, I’d be anything by Mary Oliver.
If I were a book, I'd be not yet written.
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