Freely Speaking

Sometimes

Always so cold, yet stands so tall.
Let's others roam itself without a care.
They couldn't do that much damage.
They carve holes and feed off what little warmth you have.
Yet you forgive and let them stay.
Falling apart every year, then grow when the light hits just to willow again.
Until one day, someone will cut you down and you will never be able to grow so tall again.