I am a tree,
you are my shade.
without a reason we don’t fade.
From woodpecker i receive pain,
which cause you no gain.
After all  i am a tree,
you are my shade.
you are just a copy of mine,
without colors but the outline

spring is my fav season,
as you know the special reason.
i am fixed at single place
you have chance to move left and right,
of my place.
i enjoy your company everyday light,
i miss you every night.
after all i am a tree,
you are my shade.