As the leaf bid the tree goodbye
and fell in a sleepy frown,
Did it hurt and pain,
when it finally hit down?

As the leaf said goodbye,
Did it cry and talk with other leaves,
Who were still young and shy,
and could cling some more to the tree?

How was its final journey
from the branch to the ground
with those moments in sky,
swaying aimlessly in between;

Did the leaf cry,
When it bid goodbye?