If I were a tree, what kind of tree would I be?

Or what kind of tree would be could be me?

Would I be the willow weeping in sadness?

i would languish high,peering all around

Far above the earthbound chatter of the ground

I suppose I'd be a bit stiff

But do trees need Viagra?  As if!

But do trees need Viagra?  As if!
With branches swaying as long as the nile
All they need is water as their gift.

However, a tree be me or a tree may be give it water and watch it grow

Within the wood remains the memory
Of every raindrop tasted by the tree

If I were a tree, what kind of tree would I be?  
Or what kind of tree would be could be me?  
Would I be the willow weeping in sadness?  
I would languish high,peering all around  
Far above the earthbound chatter of the ground  
I suppose I'd be a bit stiff  
But do trees need Viagra?  As if!  
With branches swaying as long as the nile
All they need is water as their gift.  
However, a tree be me or a tree may be give it water and watch it grow  
Within the wood remains the memory
Of every raindrop tasted by the tree  
No thoughts of ever getting the chop
I continue to grow alongside my stake.

Year by year my leaves I drop
Day by day my chances take