Maple Leaves
Mother Nature dipped her paintbrush
In a paint pot yesterday
And fell in love with red and green
And gold and brown and grey
And she said ' I'll paint me something
For these colors are so nice'
And she picked out a maple tree
And it's leaves were her first choice
So the leaves are dying in beauty
Before us here today
And the autumn wind sings softly
As they bob and dip and sway
For she painted each leaf carefully
As it floated round and round
In a glorious swirl of color
They pay homage to the ground
Yes the lovely maids of Summer
With their green frocks bright and gay
Have changed their dancing costumes
For the last waltz of the day
In a lovely panorama
They grace the stage with ease
In honor of the mother
Whom they were born to please
And the wind it plays September's song
And kisses them with cold
And our hearts become enamored
Such beauty to behold
And when the dance is finished
To their earthly bed they'll go
And their loving mother, nature
Will cover them with snow.
Ruby D Dodd
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