The Question

If I could teach you how to fly
Or bake an elderberry pie
Or turn the sidewalk into stars
Or play new songs on an old guitar
Or if I knew the way to heaven,
The names of night, the taste of seven
And owned them all, to keep or lend-
Would you come and be my friend?

You cannot teach me how to fly
I love the berries but not the pie
The sidewalks are for walking on
And an old guitar has just one song
The names of night cannot be known
The ways to heaven cannot be shown
You cannot keep you cannot lend
But still I want you for my friend

~Dennis Lee