Fallen Leaves

As I walk past,

Those dried leaves were lying all over the place

They were trying to convey something

Some are dead and others were dying

As I hold them to talk to,

they smiled at me even at the time of their death

I didn't know what to make of it
I smiled at them and moved on
Then I wondered,

if they can smile even at the time of their death,
why can't we when we have so much to live for.


Keep Smiling,
Prashanth.

PS: Image Source: Google Images