I was taking my annual trip up through Algonquin Park, Dorset, Haliburton down to Lindsay and then back to Ottawa.
Accompanying me was my camera as I wanted to take some pictures of the fall scenery that I love so much.
As I drove along one of the back roads I suddenly remembered a poem students had to learn from memory in school written by George Cooper and decided to share it with you. It was titled "The Wind & The Leaves."
"Come, little leaves," said the wind one day;
"Come o'er the meadows with me, and play.
Put on your dresses of red and gold,-
Summer is gone, and the days grow cold."
Soon as the leaves heard the wind's loud call,
Down they came fluttering, one and all;
Over the brown fields they danced and flew,
Singing the soft little songs they knew.
Dancing and flying, the little leaves went;
Winter had called them, and they were content.
Soon fast asleep in their earthy beds,
The snow laid a blanket over their heads.