Tree In The Middle of the Pavement

Dear tree in the middle of the pavement,
I hope you live to see,
Brighter years of fortune,
Than the ones now given to you and me.
I guess we both need some love,
A bit of tender care,
I guess I need a friend,
While you are satisfied with a bucket of water.

But all in all we share,
A dark moment in our lives,
Were both trying to grow up,
And were both trying to stay out of peoples way,
We both have our roots,
That bind us to the spot,
We both have our moments,
When we feel just like rot.

But all in all weve survived,
Through the storm and the parching sun,
Weve come this far to tell the tale,
Little tree, do not ail.

I noticed youre growing strong,
And are taller than before,
I noticed your sprouting green leaves,
Who knows, maybe even flowers.
And I can look in the mirror,
And I can glance around,
Ive come further, also,
Just get ready for round two.

But right now I must wish you,
A very, very happy spring,
Learn to grow your leaflings,
Who knows,
Maybe this year I will learn how to sing.