Here is no splash of fish, no fluttering leaf, no song of birds, no children's laugher .

Then one frosty evening when the stars were sparkling in the night sky and snowflakes were dancing past the windows, a little boy and his daddy came into the store.

I wore a tie that day, and it was leaping this way and that in the wind.

Walking back down to the road, the leaves start to float again.

She slowly crossed through, leaving both ends of the paper fluttering behind her.