The If’s of Life

If wishes fell like rain, then certainty I am a storm.
For I have not an explanation of the madness within my very form.
Cause, though I wish upon every single star.
I know I will never even get close to that far.

If’s, why’s, where’s, and when’s,
No matter the conjunction, questions never end.
It’s the if’s of life,
Treasured words if taken a glance.

But, the closer you look- the more you see,
An eternal dance- just for you and me.
Swaying like flames, almost throughout the whole sky.
I think that’s the reason why I still ask If’s, where’s, when’s, and why’s.