New ones will bloom in their place, Such is the way of nature the tree has to embrace, All of us will wither and turn to dust, We'll all be replaced by the new on this crust, Finally the curtains will fall and the play will end, All we'll leave behind is our legacy of, What we were and what we became until the end. What happens when a tree loses its last leaf? How does it feel? Let us know. #MusingTime #LastTreeLeaf #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
