A poem for breezy autumn days

10/17/2012

As I shared in an earlier post, memorizing poetry has been an important part of my life. Especially when I was a young mom discovering how reciting rhymes could be a helpful parenting tool. This poem was a favourite of my children. Especially my youngest who asked me to recite it often, no matter the season. It is a beautifully melodious poem and can easily be imagined as a song, as I believe the writer intended. George Cooper, who lived from 1838 to 1927 was an American poet remembered primarily for his song lyrics, many set to music by Stephen Foster (1826-1864). I hope you enjoy!

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autumn leaves

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The Wind and The Leaves ~ by George Cooper

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“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.”

blowing autumn leaves

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, goodbye, 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 lamb, 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?”

forest floor of snow

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 coverlet over their heads.

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I hope you have enjoyed this favourite family poem, one that I have adored for decades. Although it is about a hundred years old and the writer is long gone, I like to imagine that it would please him to know we are sharing it and enjoying it still. Poetry helps build connections across time and space.

Wishing you a breezy and beautiful day filled with the joy of dancing, whirling leaves.

Namaste.

16 responses to A poem for breezy autumn days

  1. 

    Thank you for sharing this wonderful old yet timeless poem, Gina.
    Russ

    • 

      Hello Russ! Yes, that is so well put: old yet timeless. There is something about very old poetry that really touches me. Thanks for your visit, my friend! Hugs, Gina

  2. 

    I loved this, Gina. Thank you so much for sharing it. I loved the way you presented it on the page with great photos!
    Hugs,
    Cathy

  3. 

    Thoroughly enjoyed it Gina, especially:

    “Winter had called them, and they were content;


    Soon, fast asleep in their earthy beds,


    The snow laid a coverlet over their heads.”

    Just loved that. Thank you.

    • 

      Hi Don, yes I know what you mean. I adore that part of the poem as well… it’s such a sweet conclusion. And a wonderful way to look at the ‘blanket’ of snow. Thanks, as always, for your visit and comment. Cheers, Gina

  4. 

    such a lovely poem.Thank you so much for sharing 🙂

  5. 

    beautiful & thanks for sharing this ..have a great day :-)…

    • 

      Hello and thank you for your visit! Your photography and wise words always inspire me, so I am delighted that I can bring you enjoyment as well. Wishing you a great day as well 🙂

  6. 

    I have hundreds of poems running around in my head that I memorized when I was a child and a teen. So nice to read about someone else who was a memorizer.

    • 

      Hooray! You know what it’s like! I like how you put that… poems “running around” in our heads. I do enjoy memorizing, and once committed to memory, they stay forever. Cheers! 🙂

  7. 

    Your prayer was answered…it is a breezy day with the remaining leaves raining down on us preparing to “sleep in their earthy beds,
the snow laying a coverlet over their heads”. I love that poem, thank you so much for sharing. Blessings – Patty

    • 

      Hi Patty, I am so glad you enjoyed this poem. Every autumn it comes to mind, and I am glad to have this forum now to share it here. So glad you’ve had a breezy day with leaves raining down. So pretty.
      Blessings to you as well, Gina

  8. 

    Thank you for sharing this beautiful Poem Gina…:-)