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September 10, 2020

Come, Little Leaves

Poetry Autumn, Leaves

Image by Heidelbergerin from Pixabay

“Come, little leaves,” said the wind one day,
“Over the meadows with me and play.
Put on your dresses of red and gold,
For summer is gone and the days grow cold.”

Soon as the leaves heard the wind’s low call,
Down they came fluttering, one and all.
Over the fields they danced and flew,
Singing the soft little songs they knew.

“Cricket, goodbye, we’ve been friends so long.
Little brook, sing us your farewell song;
Say you are sorry to see us go.
Ah, you will miss us, right well we know.

“Dear little lambs in your fleecy fold,
Mother will keep you from harm and cold;
Fondly we watched you in vale and glade;
Say, will you dream of our loving shade?”

Dancing and whirling, the little leaves went.
Winter had called them, and they were content.
Soon, fast asleep in their earthy beds,
The snow laid a coverlet over their heads.

— George Cooper

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