#361-Harmony
27/07/2018
You look fresh.
Thanks, you too!
But it’s time to be picked.
Yes, I’m almost bursting!
Don’t worry, you won’t.
How do you know?
The tree told me.
What?
If we’re not picked, we’ll slowly dry.
How?
The sun, wind, time.
Then what?
We fall to the ground.
What do we do there?
We go back to where we came from.
Doesn’t sound bad.
It isn’t.
Then why are humans so afraid?
