the mushroom and the tree

What if I made a little dance just for you
Said the mushroom to the tree
What if I did this dance in the early morning
Just as the sun was peaking above the earth
What if as I did this dance a little drop of morning dew
Fell from my curved top and landed on the ground
Would you think this droplet was part of my choreography
Would you marvel at my skill
Would you know that I had timed it all just so
Would you understand it was an expression of my love
Would you remember it when you are all grown up
And I am gone