What the Sun Did Not See

What the sun did not see
I hid upon a tree
It shook with the wind
Look! It is me!

The boatman's boat flee
I ran to see
He was swimming now
Look! He is free!

A light bag, postman's glee
Email came to me
No mailbox to fill today
Look! He is free!

I climbed down the tree
The sun now shines on me
You can feel me here now
Look! It is me!