Old Willow Tree

Passing time a life to be, i am what was and never will be, tormented tragic a time once was, a weeping dawn willow, a tired old tree, branches so drained life so gone, the end shallows grave a falling from grace.

Cancer thine roots, bark weak and old, the sadness that time hath played on thee, withered ole vines, how far thou came, thine tragic remains of life's better days.