A Little Different than Our Own

i wonder what might have been
in a story
just a little different than our own
would the landscape have changed
or furniture rearranged
to suit a differing eye
is it possible that subtle fate
or blatant minutes could have intervened
forming a collective lifetime
just a little different than our own
assuming details of your days
and possibly mine
in seasons of hail and star showers
would it have made that much difference
in a story
just a little different than our own