a poem

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."

-George Cooper