Seven leaves in the sun did play
And onto the paper they be
There for me to see.
seven years of age
and together we did say
Upon the ground so quiet they lay
The winds calmed at this hour of the day
A blanket of rustic charm covers the ground
If not touched there be not a sound
Underfoot I can hear them sing
A refrain of crackle, crackle, they do bring.
Rose Marie and Grace
Leaves, Grace Boyle, image: Grace and Rose Marie, 2010.