If I were a language, I'd be French, so elegant and flawless.
If I were a color, I'd be orange, encouraging bright smiles everywhere.
If I were a cursive letter, I'd be a capital 'L' with its graceful loops.
If I were a food, I'd be chocolate, so luscious and creamy, drawing people in.
If I were a subject, I'd be writing, letting people express their thoughts and opinions.
If I were a city, I'd be Chicago, skyscrapers sprinkled with a thin layer of dazzling snow.
If I were a season, I'd be Spring, blooming with vibrantly colored life.