I Was Passing a Cheering Path Once - Sonnet

I was passing a cheering path once Trees, leaves, flowers greeted me, I asked a tree to gift me anything nice Might be a flower for my little bee, The tree replied if I planted any tree I said I have planted many and many, Then all are free, again replied the tree Gratefully I thanked the tree instantly, The flowers are half production of tree The ripe fruits are generally full The leaves are important organs of tree To make its life in the earth fruitful, Then suddenly a flower and a leaf Fell down by me with a sound in brief.