Pine Tree

I'm a Pine tree, roughly full  of cracks the most lonely they see I'm not as unique as one of the other I'm mysterious yet hopeful to be free I give air to the world, so people can feel at ease They say I'm very dangerous, my dark-coloured with pale But my clusters are persistent, it can make you hold My wood is coarse-grained  often thick sapwood Even if my leaves are sharp and can hurt you But my caressing breeze can calm you I'm not as  lively ,but I can make you live I can make you enjoy peace You can make me a christmas tree and put lights on anything  around me So you can show your smile and Your shining gleaming eyes Could you give me love?