The Leaf started to grow on the great oak.
A woman gave birth to a child.
The leaf grew and grew and gained colour.
The child grew up gained a job, a soul mate and children.
The leaf becomes old and loses some colour.
The adult becomes old and retired.
The leaf looses all colour and shrivels.
The elderly looses all hope and is given and illness.
The leaf starts to slowly slip away from the branch.
The elderly looses all hope and just keeps getting worse.
The leaf looses grip from the tree.
The elderly looses all strength.
The leaf slips from the tree and floats to the ground.
The elderly slips from life and their past runs before their eyes.
The leaf crumbles and returns to the earth.
Everything in existence takes the same path, in the beginning the only certainty is the end.
