There once was a leaf so green, innocent and free.

But as humans change so do the seasons.

From green to yellow to orange and red, soon he was swept by the wind.

Like many, he was thrown away and taken by the river.

But he didn't mind, because he liked watching the Kingfisher.

Save him now, Kingfisher!

Save him now, he's been swept by the river!

The little leaf had seen alot, but he never liked anything.

But oh he liked this Kingfisher.

Play it loudly Kingfisher!

Play your leaf flute.

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*Snickers into the wind* did author dearest ever tell you that they liked maple leaves alot?