Tuesday, October 9, 2012

The Leaves Are A Changin'

"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."


Kay R. said...

Beautiful autumn photos! Love the poem :)

Ann S. said...

That poem always reminds me of mom.

Jane said...

Wow! Loving these pictures! I can hear Mom reciting that poem - she said Bobbo would always say it to her.