"I won't be trampled like the rest,
or raked up in a pile.
I like the view I have up here.
I'll stay a little while."
One brisk day the branch was bare.
Where did our fall friend go?
He's gone to be with family
and all his friends below.
Do you think the leaf is sad
because he had to drop?
He's not! In fact, I heard him say,
"It's lonely at the top!"
