Here was my crappy extended metaphor for English class... no wonder I got a bad mark on it. I didn't realize how... little effort I put into it until I got it back! Ah well... life is like a weeping willow tree, isn't it?

The Weeping Willow Tree of Life
T. (Conspiratorial Omen)

Life is a weeping willow tree
It can adopt a happy, peaceful look
Or be weeping sadly, as its name implies

It branches into countless possibilities,
Over and over again.
It can be easily swayed by the wind
Or flourish in the rain or sunshine

Whichever its preference, all are unique
Each its own individual
But you usually don't realize it untli
It's sometimes too late

Its shuttles are like falling stars
Representing all the hopes and dreams
Of this time as they plant themselves
And a new Life begins

Life is a weeping willow tree-
A never-ending cycle.

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Review if you'd like!
T.

Edit: Thanks, Katherine swore Innocence, for telling me about that. I honestly had no idea I don't spell check often, and it was just a common mistakes in all the 'ths' for some odd reason.