The weeping tree lost all its leaves
In sadness it turns and weaves
So sad so dark
So angry so mean
The weeping tree needs to blow off some steam
Thinking of the days when it leaves were green
The weeping tree starts to look lean
Loss and sorrow overwhelm the trunk
Making the tree sure to flunk
The roots deeply imbedded into the ground
The need for freedom is not givin but found
But the tree only grows stronger
Roots grow deeper and trunk gets longer
the trials only gave the tree more room to grow
now its leaves are shinning so beautiful to show