November 9, 2011

Days of Autumn

"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."


"Leaves in the autumn came tumbling down,


Scarlet and yellow, russet and brown,


Leaves in the garden were swept in a heap,


Trees were undressing ready for sleep."

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