i was sitting at cranelegs pond, kinda feelin' sorry for myself, when this brilliant red-orange leaf landed in my lap.
i picked it up and looked at it for a moment.
then i said, hey leaf i feel sorry for you.
the leaf said, why's that bobbalooey?
i said, well because it takes you your entire life before you become the best color you can be, and then just like that, you die.
the leaf chuckled a bit and then said, you should be so lucky bobster.
and i thought, yeah whatever.
but i didn't tell him that because ... well ... because he was a leaf for cryin' out loud, a dyin' one at that.
so i tossed him in the wind and went back to pondering my mundane state of affairs before i was so rudely interrupted by mr. smarty leaf there.