Flying life

Floating and flying, comes down the golden leaf.
Gliding to the ground, she smiles as she bids goodbye to the branch on which she spent her life;
She bids goodbye to the morning sun, which woke her up each morning, gently spreading warmth on her and shining on her a new day full of surprises and life;
She bids goodbye to the wind that sometimes made her chuckle and sometimes made her laugh;
She bids goodbye to the rain, that gave her courage to cry;
She bids goodbye to the naughty birds, who gifted her the youthful joy of swinging;
She bids goodbye to her fellow leaves, who stood by her side always;
She bids goodbye to her aging mother tree, that protected her all through her life;
She bids goodbye to her bright green outfit that spoke of her healthy childhood;
She bids goodbye to her new golden form, that speaks of her life full of experiences and tales;
She smiles as she bids goodbye to her wonderful life and senses the touch of mud on her back.

Lying on her back, she greets the brown mud bed where she finally falls asleep. She closes her eyes knowing that...
Destiny awaits her rebirth...

Flying life! This is how the tale ends.