If I were a mountain path, I’d be the trail you blaze.
If I were a valley, I’d be the fertile ground from which you could see the mountain top.
If I were a grain of sand, I’d lie in the footprint you left for others to follow.
If I were the sun, I’d be the glorious sunrise upon which you gaze.
If I were a tree, I’d bear delicious fruit on branches that would shade you on summer days.
If I were the moon, I’d be the light that illuminates your darkest night.
If I were a wave, I’d be the swell that lifts and propels the vessel you sail.
If I were the wind, I’d be the gust that firmly presses against your back.
If I were a flower, I’d be the bud that bursts into bloom before your eyes.
If I were a butterfly, my wings would light gracefully on your shoulder.
If I were a cloud, I’d lift a rainbow to fill your heart with joy.
If I were a song, I’d be a symphony that moves your soul like no music before.
If I were a thought, I’d be the happiest thought you’ll ever have.
If I were a wish, I’d be your fondest dream come true.
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Rick Beneteau
Former 80’s happening songwriter when divorced turned Internet marketing ‘guru’ on the-then-brand-new Internet who in 2006 became co-founder of a humanitarian non-profit who then came full circle back to music – for film and television.
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