Answer:
What is the saddest fruit?
What force and strength cannot get through, I with my unique teeth can do. What am I?
I have roots nobody sees. I am taller than trees. Up, up I go but I never grow. What am I?
Marking mortal privation when firmly in place. An enduring summation inscribed in my face.
Until I am measured, I am not known. Yet, how you miss me when I have flown. What Am I?
The answer I give is yes, but what I mean is no. What was the question?