Today's Story - Two Leaves in Autumn

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Today's Story - Two Leaves in Autumn

The leaves were falling from the great oak at the meadow's edge. They were

falling from all the trees.

One branch of the oak reached high above the others and stretched far out over

the meadow. Two leaves clung to its very tip.

" It isn't the way it used to be, " said one leaf to the other.

" No, " the other leaf answered. " So many of us have fallen off tonight we're

almost the only ones left on our branch. "

" You never know who's going next to go next, " said the first leaf. " Even when it

was warm and the sun shone, a storm or a cloudburst would come sometimes, and

many leaves were torn off, though they were still young. You never know who's

going to go next. "

" The sun seldom shines now, " sighed the second leaf, " and when it does it gives

no warmth. We must have warmth again. "

" Can it be true, " said the first leaf, " can it really be true, that others come

to take our places when we're gone and after them still others, and more and

more? "

" It is really true, " whispered the second leaf. " We can't even begin to imagine

it, it's beyond our powers. "

" It makes me very sad, " added the first leaf.

They were silent a while. Then the first leaf said quietly to herself, " Why must

we fall... "

The second leaf asked, " What happens to us when we have fallen? "

" We sink down.... "

" What is under us? "

The first leaf answered, " I don't know, some say one thing, some another, but

nobody knows. "

The second leaf asked, " Do we feel anything, do we know anything about ourselves

when we're down there? "

The first leaf answered, " Who knows? Not one of all those down there has ever

come back to tell us about it. "

They were silent again. Then the first leaf said tenderly to the other, " Don't

worry so much about it, you're trembling. "

" That's nothing, " the second leaf answered, " I tremble at the least thing now. I

don't feel so sure of my hold as I used to. "

" Let's not talk any more about such things, " said the first leaf.

The other replied, " No, we'll let it be. But—what else shall we talk about? " She

was silent, but went on after a little while, " Which of us will go first? "

" There's still plenty of time to worry about that, " the other leaf assured her.

" Let's remember how beautiful it was, how wonderful, when the sun came out and

shone so warmly that we thought we'd burst with life. Do you remember? And the

morning dew, and the mild and splendid nights.... "

" Now the nights are dreadful, " the second leaf complained, " and there is no end

to them. "

" We shouldn't complain, " said the first leaf gently. " We've outlived many, many

others. "

" Have I changed much? " asked the second leaf shyly but determinedly.

" Not in the least, " the first leaf assured her.

" You only think so because I've got to be so yellow and ugly. But it's different

in your case. "

" You're fooling me, " the second leaf said.

" No, really, " the first leaf exclaimed eagerly, " believe me, you're as lovely as

the day you were born. Here and there may be a little yellow spot but it's

hardly noticeable and only makes you handsomer, believe me. "

" Thanks, " whispered the second leaf, quite touched. " I don't believe you, not

altogether, but I thank you because you're so kind, you've always been so kind

to me. I'm just beginning to understand how kind you are. "

" Hush, " said the other leaf, and kept silent herself for she was too troubled to

talk any more.

Then they were both silent. Hours passed.

A moist wind blew, cold and hostile, through the tree-tops.

" Ah, now, " said the second leaf, " I... " Then her voice broke off. She was torn

from her place and spun down.

Winter had come.

~ Felix Salten from Bambi: A life in the Woods (1928), chapter 8

~ " If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you've made me smile, the

entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand. "