If I were a shoe, I’d be a pair of comfy Crocs

If I were a city, I’d be Old Fairhaven, Bellingham, WA
If I were a season, I’d be autumn.
If I were a car, I’d be Suzuki Grand Vitara.
If I were a vegetable, I’d be broccoli, fresh from the garden.

If I were a fruit, I’d be a crisp, home-grown apple.

If I were a color, I’d be green.

If I were furniture, I’d be a computer desk.
If I were a song, I’d be a soulful, Celtic ballad.

If I were a country, I’d be Scotland.
If I were a beverage, I’d be a brown sugar caramel macchiato.

If I were clothing, I’d be waffle-weave PJs.
If I were weather, I’d be autumn crisp but still sunny.

If I were an animal, I’d be a faithful hound.
If I were a dessert, I’d be an apple dumpling with cream.
If I were a plant, I’d be a fern by a waterfall.

If I were a word, I’d be well-read.
