What Would You Be?
You will always be my biggest wonder?
The one I dream about.
The one I think about.
The one I fantasize about.
What would you be if you were here?
It’s a question I ask myself repeatedly, every single day
I don’t ask it to upset myself.
At times it doesn’t even make me feel sad.
At others it breaks my heart.
But I ask it still the same.
Would you be a girly girl?
Would you be a Hulk loving, Captain America obsessed girl?
Would you be into horse riding?
Would you be into ballet?
Would you be sporty?
Would you be crafty?
Would you love animals?
Would you love books?
Would you laugh like your brother’s?
Would you eat like your brother’s?
Would you be petite, would you be tall?
Would you have dimples?
Would you have freckles?
What would your eyes be like?
What colour hair would you have?
What would make your eyes shine?
What would make you sad?
How would you see this world?
How would you change this family?
What would you be?
Four simple words.
Four tiny words.
For oh so powerful words.
Four words I can never answer, four words none of you can answer for me.
Just four simple words.
That actually pose the most difficult question in the whole wide world.
What would you be?
We will never know.
We will forever ask.
But we will never find out.
Instead the question will go around and around
What would you be?