Help with another poem please?

Though leaves are many, the root is one;

Through all the lying days of my youth

I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;

Now I may wither into the truth.



i wrote a paper and i need to add a few sentence help please

Help with another poem please?
The root once stood firm, it's form so strong

Truth becomes more than passing wind

My roots seem shorter, not quite so long,

The truth has now become my dearest friend.