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 l