[Dulwitch]

Even though I was beginning to dry and change colours I was still green and vibrant, I still have life in me yet. Even if I have no idea what that life may be. I'm no seed that is meant to start a new Mother tree. No nought but a humble leaf. And that is where the trouble really starts you see.

How is a leaf supposed to make it though till a new summer with out turning to Mulch? I ask my self this daily. I know to stay away from this hot red stuff that feels as if it burns. But apart from that to what end can I but a leaf really live up to?.