A collaborative tree

A tree always saw
a mare hurrying by,
carrying heavy seeds
, and disappearing into the horizon.

The night passed quickly
and in the morning the mare returned,
this time carrying a magical harvest
of cookies, and the tree took one.

The tree feels sorry for the mare;
she works excessively.
He sometimes tries to stop her
and stands in front of her.

Other times he has tried
to carefully take her tail
and although he stops his steps,
the hardworking mare continues on her way.