Of all the things
There are to be
I think I'd rather
Be a tree
To sit and watch
The passers by
To see the robbin
As she flies
To think how lonely
I would be
I guess I'm glad
I'm not a tree
For trees have no one
And I'd be blue
But I am me
And Me has You3
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
think being a tree would be interesting seeing life go by you good poem :) micron