Shared love is eternal

The parable of the last leaf of summer

The tree trembled under the rolling clouds as it was about to lose her last summer leaf.

“Please don’t leave me,” the tree whispered to the yellowing leaf.

“I don’t want to go…but…I can feel my stem starting to creak…I don’t think it will be long,” the leaf wept.

A crisp breeze blew in from the north. Both the tree and leaf shivered.

The sun peeked around a…