I could be what I want to be.

I could be a mole
In a secret hole
Scared of light
Coming out at night!
Or in habit
As shy as rabbit
Sniffing in doubt
Seeking hideout!
Growing bigger
I could be a tiger
Burning bright
In glorious might!
Or more majestic
Towering over the weak
A graceful giant
I could be an elephant!

If it may please
I could be any of these.

But what I want to be
Is a sky hugging tree.