If I were a pink door,
I would take you
Into the heart of a butterfly,
A clump of lavender
Or to millions of Magical fireflies.
If I were a green door,
I would show you
The most beautiful olive tree,
A patch of mint leaves
Or the greenest grass you will ever see.
If I were a orange door,
I would lead you to
The most richest honey that warms your heart,
An apricot river that is perfectly edible
Or Rumpelstiltskin’s stack of gold.
If I were a blue door,
I would save you
From freezing into the sharpest ice crystals,
From getting brain freeze of the tastiest slushy
Or from getting stuck in the eye of a snowstorm.
If I were a beige door,
I would encourage you
To tackle the dragon of heartlessness,
To sail on the sea of enchantments
Or to take on the most challenging quest.
If I were a black door,
I would stop you
From smelling the smoke of evilness,
Getting face to face with the evil queen
Or from touching the Oar that sends you down the wrong path.