If the world were mine

 If the world were mine, it would always be winter with lights in the trees
  snowing so gently with a warm summer breeze.
 the rain would be warm and your socks always dry.
 we would all speak one language with no words for "good bye"
 if the world were mine, just for a day
 the grass would be emerald, like a pasture in may
 the beaches would bubble, and we'd play in the foam
 but alas it is not, you'll have to settle for a poem.