Fall Leaves

Everett really enjoys being outside.

I thought to grab the camera and capture some shots of him discovering leaves.

Seems he was only interested in eating them. :)

COME LITTLE LEAVES

"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 brown fields they danced and flew,

Singing the solf little songs they knew."

Cricket, good-bye, we've been friends so long;

Little brook, sing us your farewell song-

Say you're sorry to see us go;

Ah! you are sorry, right well we know."

Dear little lambs, in your fleecy fold,

Mother will keep you from harm and cold;

Fondly we've watched you in vale and glade;

Say, will you dream of our loving shade?"

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 soft mantle over their heads

-George Cooper