A soft breeze with its gentle touch,detaches a green leaf frm its dyin branch.The lea3 glides down gracefuly ignorant of the fact tht its the last of its kind.The leafless apple tree stands there,bare nd naked as the last trace of life is wiped out of sight.Storm clouds gather above as tears wet the ground,the homeless kid weeps,hopin for someone to hear.He looks around but barely undastands.his all alone with nothing bt a dead apple tree.