Here you will find the Poem The Fall Of The Leaf of poet Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
Earnest and sad the solemn tale That the sighing winds give back, Scatt?ring the leaves with mournful wail O?er the forest?s faded track; Gay summer birds have left us now For a warmer, brighter clime, Where no leaden sky or leafless bough Tell of change and winter-time. Reapers have gathered golden store Of maize and ripened grain, And they?ll seek the lonely fields no more Till the springtide comes again. But around the homestead?s blazing hearth Will they find sweet rest from toil, And many an hour of harmless mirth While the snow-storm piles the soil. Then, why should we grieve for summer skies? For its shady trees?its flowers, Or the thousand light and pleasant ties That endeared the sunny hours? A few short months of snow and storm, Of winter?s chilling reign, And summer, with smiles and glances warm, Will gladden our earth again.
