We live in this world..,
The way a leaf lives on a tree.

Always busy, Never free..,
Like the leaves serving the tree.

A child is like the leaf on the tree
Which dances with even the slightest of wind`s.

A young man resembles the leaf
which differs in shape fron other leaves.

A man with some grey hair in his beard..,
Resembles the leaf with a shade of yellow..,

A man approaching the end of his life..,
Resembles the autumn leaf ready to leave..,

The slightest of winds with which he used it use to dance once..,
Blows once again...,
and this time he falls.....!

Death Inevitable!