Every October 1st, I write a poem on my chalkboard as I decorate my house for fall. It’s one of my favorite I love the lively playfulness it gives to something we might take for granted as the seasons change.
October’s Party
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 bowed 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-