Come little leaves, said the wind one day
Come over in the meadow with me and play
Put on your dress of red and gold
For summer is gone and the days grow cold
Soon the little leaves heard the winds loud call
And down they came fluttering, one and all
Over the meadows they danced and flew
Singing the sweet little songs they knew
Crickets goodbye, we've been friends so long
Little brook sing us your farewell song
And say that you're sorry to see us go
For oh you'll miss us, quite well we know
-Author Unknown
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