Dearest,

The sun rose above the horizon, flying higher and higher into the waiting sky.  She looked at all the beautiful leaves around her, and one caught her eye.  It appeared to have been singed on the circumference, but it was still living its leaf life.  She dared not look away, for it commanded her attentions, for hours upon hours she stared, watching the leaf in different lights.  Then the light faded, the sun left the sky alone, and she went to bed.