Ever since autumn came, the leaf was saying to itself:
“I don’t want to fall, I don’t want to fall …”
It was stuck and motionless, not accidentally detaching itself from the fence. Every gust of wind scares her. Nothing seemed more terrifying than breaking and landing who knows where, in a totally unknow place, or worse than that, to be a leaf in the wind that goes nowhere… There were more, but her friends fell one by one….
Just thoughts in the Autumn of life….
Do you ever feel like a leaf ready to fall?