My Veins...

My veins extend beneath the earth,
My hands raised toward the sky,
I can seem to live forever,
Though many times I die.

I cry when I am wounded,
Sweet tears that help me heal,
I mourn and take off all my clothes,
When bitterness I feel.

What am I?






Answer
I am a Tree.

The first section refers to roots and the tree's hibernation in winter.

The second section refers to tree sap and the shedding of leaves when it gets bitter cold