A Sparkling Vintage Life

come little leaves

My Grandma Ruby (born 1898-ish) used to sing me this song. The poem is credited to George Cooper. I haven’t heard the tune in ages, but I was thrilled to find a copy of the words online. I found several videos of song versions, but they are not the tune my grandmother used to sing, which I remember very distinctly.

Another poem I remember from childhood is Robert Louis Stevenson’s “Autumn Fires”:

In the other gardens
And all up the vale,
From the autumn bonfires
See the smoke trail!

Pleasant summer over
And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes,
The grey smoke towers.

Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall!

Do you have a favorite autumn poem?