- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -   there i am among the leaves of my first days     jabbering gaily with the children     playing with the sticks and leaves   she bends over us in her sweater and golden hair     casting sweet smiling words around our play   in the scattered light of the high stiff trees     - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -