The Last Leaf Of Autumn
In a vibrant forest cloaked in autumn's hues
A young tree named Albie stood proud
Its leaves a brilliant shade of gold
Albie loved its golden leaves more than anything
And dreaded the approach of winter, fearing the loss of its beauty
As the first chill of winter whispered through the branches
Albie noticed an old, bare tree named Thorn nearby
Thorn seemed unperturbed by the cold, which puzzled Albie
Aren't you scared of losing everything? Albie asked one frosty morning
Thorn chuckled softly
My dear, what looks like loss is merely preparation for renewal
Watch and learn
Reluctantly, Albie let go of its last golden leaf
To Albie's surprise, the leaf floated down not to the ground
But towards Thorn, who caught it gently
Overnight, the leaf transformed into a cluster of tiny, bright buds
The End