If freckles were lovely, and day was night, <br />And measles were nice and a lie warn't a lie, <br /> Life would be delight,- <br /> But things couldn't go right <br /> For in such a sad plight <br />I wouldn't be I. <br /> <br />If earth was heaven, and now was hence, <br />And past was present, and false was true, <br /> There might be some sense <br /> But I'd be in suspense <br /> For on such a pretense <br />You wouldn't be you. <br /> <br />If fear was plucky, and globes were square, <br />And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee <br /> Things would seem fair,- <br /> Yet they'd all despair, <br /> For if here was there <br />We wouldn't be we.<br /><br />Edward Estlin Cummings<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-2/
