If Only I Were This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   If only I were an athlete

known for my prowess and skill

then she also could share my prestige -

life at the top of the hill.



If only I were a merchant

and to the rich peddled my wares

so then I could give wealth unto her

and alleviate her worldly cares.



If only I were a hero

endowed with power and grace

then she could revel in paradise found

while lying in my embrace.



If only I were a painter

her countenance my canvas would grace

so all the world would know of her charm

and Lisa would be just another pretty face.



If only I were an airman

I could carry her away from the world

and together on some lost island

we could watch as our fate unfurled.



If only I were a sculptor

I could craft her, her beauty in stone.

And my creation would serve to remind me

that I will never again be alone.



If only I were a songwriter

making music ethereal and wise

then all the world would know an enchantress

her art beheld in her eyes.



If only I were a romantic

I could woo her with my words and my way

and fill her life with a thrilling mystique

so the aura of night rules the day.



But, alas, I am none of these

picayune in stature and fame.

My only gift to her is my love

and the whole of my heart can she claim.




This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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