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. 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.