I meant to do my work today, / but a brown bird sang in the apple tree... I know that one,...

Paul Harrison: [Paul recites a poem by Richard Le Gallienne as the couple walks through the woods] I meant to do my work today, / but a brown bird sang in the apple tree... Michelle Latour: I know that one, too! Paul Harrison: / And a butterfly flitted across the field... Michelle Latour: / And all the leaves were calling me. Paul Harrison: / And the buttercups nodded their smiling heads, / Greeting the bees who came to call, / And I asked the lizard the time of day, / As he sunned himself on a moss-grown wall. / And the wind went sighing over the land, / Tossing the grasses to and fro, / And a rainbow held out its shining hand - / So what could I do but laugh and go? Michelle Latour: [Paul and Michelle sitting down in a field of flowers] My mother died when I was born. / I lived with my father on our own, / And we had a cottage where we'd go, / And he died too. / Now I am alone. Michelle Latour: [pause] That's a poem, too. I made it up, but it's true. Now it's your turn. Paul Harrison: My mother's run way. / My father has a lot of money. That's all. Paul Harrison: [Paul picks a yellow flower and gives it to Michelle] Poor Michelle. Michelle Latour: Poor Paul... rich Paul... poor little rich boy!