Wednesday, November 14, 2018

Golden Days of Autumn

Dear Friends,

Brr, it's cold today! We had a few warm, sunny days this autumn to enjoy playing in the leaves.

First, you have to rake them into a big pile (next to a tree is best),

Then you get your older brother to give you a boost into the tree~

And then you jump!

"Come, Little Leaves" 
by George Cooper

Come, little leaves, " said the wind one day, 
" Come o'er 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 loud call, 
Down they came fluttering, one and all; 
Over the brown fields they danced and flew, 
Singing the glad little songs they knew. 

" Cricket, good-by, 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 coverlid over their heads.



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