It's cold in the shade

I see you.

 You're hard to miss. 

Beautiful and strong

  Stunning in your territory.

I sometimes feel I shouldn't be included in it.

   But I was planted right next to you

For reasons I don't fully understand yet. 

   The gardener knows. But He's alone in His proficiency with reasoning.

I appreciate your beauty.

  I do.

But at times there isn't much room for me.

   And you've had longer to grow your branches. 

The sunlight illuminates you in all of your magnificence.

    It is lovely to see.

But at times it's hard

    Because it's cold in the shade. 

And 
I 
must
grow
right 
next
to
you.