The heart of a tree

The wind gently blows. 

I feel alone. 

I'm standing all by myself in the cold. 

What happens if I never find a friend? What happens if I'm always alone? 

I'm standing here hopelessly. 

A sudden movement comes close. 

A little boy looks at me, as he slowly approaches me. 

My heart skips a beat, will he be friends with me? No, I'm just a tree. 

His arms reach out and wrap around my waist. 

This feeling is sensational, what is happening? Is this what it feels like to have a friend? 

We will spend time together until the end. 

I finally have a friend. 

Weeks travel by and I am getting older. 

One day, I drop my seeds, red flames are ruining me. 

The heat goes right through me, my heart stops as my body crashes down, my leaves have fallen, nearly nothing's left of me. 

The boy comes running to me, tears trickle down his face. 

As soon as he is about to cry, a miracle happens. 

I might not be alive but my seeds still are. 

The boy wipes away his tears as the little seeds begin to grow.

Hope fills the boy's head, this is not the end he thinks, I have a new friend.