would I?

This post is part of a series called 100 Days of Poetry.

If I could see this through your eyes would I notice the color changing on the leaves? Would I watch the sunrise with awe, turn to find the Robin after she called? Would I understand our slang and laugh at the right time? Could I see us through your eyes, brand new? And would I still want to give you everything, even after you knew?

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