What Would You Do?

What Would You Do?

What would you do if you were floating on a cloud?
Seeing the world from your eye,
Being able to fly.

What would you do if you were riding a shooting star?
The night sky your palace,
living in a tapestry.

What would you do if you were sleeping in sun rays?
The warmth wouldn't cease,
Unless under your command.

What would you do if you were locked in your imagination?
You'd grant your own wishes,
As some above the sky.


Betsy Flora Morgan