Come, Little Leaves
By: George Cooper
Come, little leaves,
Said the wind one day;
Said the wind one day;
Come to the meadows
With me and play.
Put on your dresses
Of red and gold;
For summer is past,
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,
All singing the soft
Little songs they knew.
Dancing and flying,
The leaves went along,
Til Winter called them
To end their sweet song.
To end their sweet song.
Soon, fast asleep
In their earthy beds,
The snow lay a coverlet
O'er their heads.
We're reading and trying so hard to memorize this poem this week as we are trying our hardest to believe that we are entering into this great season of Fall~! It has been tough to believe since it is going to be in the high 80's today and most of the week!!! :)
Tons (and I mean tons!) of acorns have been falling in our backyard. The kids keep yelling "Chicken Little!" if they hear them starting to fall, or if they hit our deck or even if they get hit by them! They are not small, by any means, and have even brought some of my kids to tears by the shear force of them falling from trees up 100+feet high above.
I have joked about them calling them "acron grenades" b/c they surely sound like it as they hit the roof of our house and sometimes have even woken me up during the night by the sound of them!
Here are some acorn coloring pages I've printed out to be colored:
HERE
and HERE
and I couldn't resist THIS one!!!
Happy Fall!
God bless,
Mary
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