I Wish I Were a Flower Like You

The pine tree cast a longing glance at the flowers. They have such elegant n stems, such delicate white petals. Oh, if only i could be a flower like them. Two of the daisies happened to overhear the gloomy pine tree's words. So you wish you were a flower, eh, like us? Yes, i do. I wish i were a flower like you. But what's use of pining away? I'll never be a daisy. Never.