Like leaves from a tree..We grow into this world full of dreams and hopes while the seasons pass and we see time fly right by and we ask ourselves about what has been accomplished.. we think about everything meaningful and wonder if we did good enough or if we should have tried harder. We wonder..
Everything we tried and did we have no regrets and all that we hesitated on doing we seem to regret.. I ask, why??? Hmmm good question?? There’s no answer.. we live by nature and like leaves we follow our nature until one day they fall and what was never done is forgotten.. Only a thought remains, until that thought also fades away like a leaf on the floor that disintegrates.. Next season leaves will grow again…
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