Were I a Tree

Tall trees surround and look down on me

I wonder what they say for I am not a tree

For if I were I could speak their tongue

Converse with the old and laugh with the young

I would grow tall so you could have a look around

Climb among my branches please don't fall down

Pick at my fruit when it's ripe and sweet

Find in my shade a cool retreat

I'd sway and dance when the wind comes round

Pray no one comes to chop me down

It would be so neat to be a tree

But I can't so I won't and I'll just be me