MEMORIES OF FALL

...seeing the first "COLORS OF FALL" 

in my childhood...

and hearing my mother sing the

following memories from her youth:

Come Little Leaves
Children's Song

"Come, little leaves,"
Said the wind one day,
"Come over the meadows
With me, and play;
Put on your dresses
Of red and gold;
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 meadows
They danced and flew,
Singing the soft
Little songs they knew.

Dancing and flying
The little leaves went;
Winter had called them
And they were content-
Soon fast asleep
In their earthy beds,
The snow laid a soft mantle
Over their heads.

"Come Little Leaves" was written by the American poet George Cooper
(1838-1927), music by Thomas J. Crawford.

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