The Last Leaf. 🍁❤️

A single leaf, worn and thin, clings to the branch, its veins etched in gold. ✨

The wind calls, but it lingers, holding onto what remains. 🌬️

Once it fluttered in the light, ☀️

dancing in the warmth of day, 🌅

now it waits, still and silent, its time slowly slipping away.⏳

But in its quiet descent, there’s a beauty in the letting go, a reminder that even the end, 🌑

can hold a quiet glow. 🌟