I would be a pine
Standing strong and tall
One of many trees
Staying green throughout fall
I would have many holes
For squirrels and birds
To nest and shelter in
Mark my words
My branches
Would stretch far and wide
Providing relief
From the storms outside
As the clouds part away
On sunny days
I would reach out my branches
And bask in the sun’s rays
If I was a tree
There would be no sorrow
No bills to pay
No worrying about tomorrow
But how could a tree
Truly be happy
If it knew what it was like
To be a man?
With legs to walk with
And ears to hear with
Eyes to see
All the beauties of the world
I’d be rooted in place
From birth to death
Stuck in space
Would it be better
To escape all worries
But miss out on all
The wonders of the world?
I don’t think so
But all I know is
If I was a tree
I would be a pine