Holding hands walking slowly leaves fall hitting the ground silently being stepped upon by those who are walking.
Its starts to rain drop by drop the girls mascara runs down her face.
She wipes her tears with her hands, but doesn't go back to holding her mother's hand.
The mother tries to hold her daughters hand, but only holds her finger as her draughts pulls away.
The mother pulls her back and holds her tighter and tighter, but the daughter runs away.
The storm grows lauder, the leaves in the trees wave goodbye, and the rain hits the sidewalk covering it in tears.
The daughter runs faster and faster hoping the hand she was once holding will foreve wave goodbye.