I don't know whether the trees grow tall to look down on us all,
Or maybe it's because they want to leave its mark on the world when they fall.
If I was a tree I'd grow tall just so I could see,
See the beauty I never saw though it surrounded me.
If I was a tree I would remember my roots and how I came up from the ground.
If I was a tree I would remember how as a seed I was so lost but one day someone watered me and I was found.
But then again, maybe I don't have to be a tree to learn these things.
Just like I don't have to be a bird to grow a pair of wings.
I don't have to have a good voice to sing;
I just have to have one.
To be just me;
I just have to be.
That's what a person can learn from thinking about a tree.
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