Tears of Me

That Archaic Tree

Standing there lifeless

Beaten by time

Birds are no longer attracted to thee

Roots are no longer its backbone

Wishing the leaves would cover it

But they have fallen and withered away

That fragile tree

The rain has ignored him

Forsaken by the sun

An outcast to the wilderness

Waiting for its help to come

Help, that it once provided shade for

Standing there lifeless

Still waiting for a return

That lonely, abandoned, tired tree

Our elders

From the Poet:

As a teen, I had more of a love for draw...