One in a forest

Oh, i'm just one little tree in the forest,
that wants to grow free -
i stretch my arms out, as far as i could,
to get all the sunshine that i need;
and i spread my roots about,
to drink in all i could;
and often crane my neck high above -
the better, and farther, to see...

Then, one day, as i was tilting my head,
to smile at the sun, savouring his warmth -
something glinted and caught my eye:
and there you were, across the lake,
standing tall, among the reeds,
and you were smiling at me, indeed...!
smiling just for me -
only for me...

All my branches quivered and shook,
as my heart thumped, right down to my roots;
like a shy little plant, i feel i looked:
all jelly, and custard, and sponge and sap,
i lost my bark, and showed my pulp...!
you found me, only you could -
a little heart, in a jungle of shoots,
without having to holler, or to hoot!

I'll remember that smile,
for as long as i could:
it was the smile that warmed my little heart,
it was that smile that stole my heart...