It was past twilight when she took the call. I asked for him, as we gathered to wish for this was his day. I remembered the moment. It was past dusk when we returned and hit bed. Somewhere a soul stirred as I said to her"
A little of me, A little of you,
A little of us both together
That's what will make him be.
A little of Rain, A little of Shine
A little of it all together
Spring & Dance, Dance & Prance
My Love we have played our chance
We are the Autumn Leaves."
They have just hit the bed. Do I see another soul stir.