The lonely sandy desert

I am a green ember of hope to some maybe even a symbol of life  
But all day my               
Feet are stuck in the heat
Annoying children I meet 
Like to climb me 
I wish they could see
How I feel what I need
I wish someone would grow with me
Dying ever so slowly
Being awfully lonely 
Miles away from the sea
Neighbors hate me
Letting them 
Makes me feel blue
The wind catches my leaves like a sail in the breeze 
But laughter feels like a terrible tease
As the kids sit in my hollow 
I hope it will rain tomorrow 
There I stand
On the dry red sand wondering do I really seem important to them?