October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came—
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band.
The Chestnuts came in yellow,
The Oaks in crimson dressed;
The lovely Misses Maple
In scarlet looked their best;
All balanced to their partners,
And gaily fluttered by;
The sight was like a rainbow
New fallen from the sky.
Then, in the rustic hollow,
At hide-and-seek they played,
The party closed at sundown,
And everybody stayed.
Professor Wind played louder;
They flew along the ground;
And then the party ended
In jolly 'hands around.'
i really like this poem, it really captures the month of October.
I first leaned this poem in elementary school. Always been one of my favorites. Now 85 and still one of my favorites
Learned in school and never forgotten, it is such a visual poem and wonderfully imagined. < 3
I learned this poem in third grade. and am intending to recite it at my family reunion in July. My age 82 years old! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful and vivid poem, George. Thanks for sharing