A tired leaf hanging above the grass, enjoyed a final sway. And falling down onto the ground, he softly whispered "Hey",
"So long my friends. Β I've loved you each. This life was strange and kind"
And with the wind his leafy friends waved him solemnly, Goodbye.
As the end of the scene, finished the play, I went up to the tree and quietly said Me- "I'm sorry for your loss" Tree-"Don't worry" "It's fine" Sadness only takes place in a place called your mind.