The wind that is about to enter spring carries a chill through my branches and leaves.
I know, he's coming.
He sprinkled me with ice spring water, and his slender, magical silver-purple eyes were full of smiles. "Beer... Sing a song for me."
I smiled, and the slender branches and leaves trembled.
Even an elf would not ask the Holy Spirit Wood to sing! I am a tree!
"Stop making trouble, didn't I give you a spirit body?" He tapped my branch.
I smiled, leaned back, and separated from my body.
This spirit body with blue eyes and long emerald green hair was created by him for me.
"Come here..."
I meekly threw myself into his open arms and let him hold me while walking in the icy mountains with no seasons.
I like him, I like him very much.
What can I do for him?
Is it just a matter of blooming flowers all over the body in spring and dedicating a song to him when he comes?