Questions

I sometimes wonder who I'd be

Had I a different family.

What would I say, what would I think?

Would I like blue or favor pink?

What language would come from my mouth?

Would I live west or in the south?

What kind of jokes would tickle me,

And what perspectives would I see?

What sort of stories would I tell?

Of mountaintops or ocean swells?

What kind of music would I hear,

And would I hold the same things dear?

What history would be my own?

Would I feel different in my bones?

I'll never know with certainty,

So, I guess, I'll just be me.