I Wish I Was a Maple Tree Like You

The gloomy pine tree, or should i say, the eager apple tree woke up one morning to find that she had been transformed into a maple tree. She was no longer an apple tree with knobby brown branches and plump fruit but instead of red and orange and yellow leaves sparkling in the sun. Never had she felt such joy, such happiness. But as autumn days flew by and winter grew nearer, something happened. Her leaves began to grow crispy and brittle then they fell right off. Soon her branches were bare and the ground around her was covered in crumbly brown leaves. Mystified, she call out to the other maple tree. I wish i was a maple tree just like you