" Questions What if green were really yellow, And red really white? Would the sky be blue today, And black still tonight? What if rain were not rain, And snow not really snow? Would the seasons still be there, And would the wind still blow? What if trees were called birds, And grass really sand? Would everything still be the same, All across the land? What if words did not exist, And books, also gone? Would anyone be writing now, Where letters don’t belong? What if you did not exist, And were no longer here? I would be sad indeed, And shed for you a tear. What if it is not that way, And will never be? Will earth stay the way it is, For all eternity? "

― Alexia Purdy , Whispers of Dreams (A Poetic Collection)