My leaves begin to turn different colors like red, yellow and brown. After a while the leaves will fall on the ground or they will blown off from me in the wind. Birds will fly thousands of miles away from me. Many of my animal friends are preparing to hibernate for the winter. But I am seeking for that special person who is right for me – who will stay with me in winter. But I promise I will love you always. When your red hair will be white, I will still love you.
Life of Buddha and Quotes 