Its different!

The leaf leaned over me,
Resting its head lightly.
It was tired by swaying,
In the day so slightly.
The road put its feet up,
Yawning during its stop.
It had got tired of walking,
Of bearing everyone's burden.
I made the wind tickle,
It desired so after its work.
It giggled and enjoyed,
For no one made it happy.
The birds had a sip of rain,
Shunning their flying force.
They told me they loved it,
It made them like their life.
The moment was thus spent,
In a joyous spree of love.
Embracing desires and blessings,
Everyone felt as a whole.