I am a tree
I don’t like to grow, but I do it anyway
Just look at me
In autumn I glow and shed these leaves day after day
In winter I’m bare but nobody cares
They might cut me down to burn
If I make it to spring I won’t have anything
But the rest of my friends in an urn
Birds make summer homes on my outstretched arms;
They can leave anytime they want
And they leave me alone when they fly so far
But I’m here and I’ll never be gone
Oh I’m herе and I’ll never be gonе