The leaf

The leaf.

You can see it as part of the tree or you can view it as a leaf by itself.

Right now, I think I am like a leaf. I used to be and can be part of a tree or a heap of raked leaves. But I do like to stand alone sometimes. The harsh realities of life gets you down quite often but if you never leave the tree, how would you have seen the world? What the world holds is more exciting than what surrounds me.