The Tree

This branch is my home
This branch is all I know
These leaves are my family
These ants could be too
The sun is what I want
Thats just what I'm taught
My teachings grow fray
My head fills with dismay
The bees are danger
I know that for sure
Until little jay gives me a word
Been told the ground is no place for me
But how do they know that when all they know is the tree?