( in researching this poem I found a dozen variations, several of them claiming to be the original)
"Come Little Leaves" said the wind one day,
"Come over the meadow with me and play,
Put on your dresses of red and gold,
Summer is gone and the days grow cold"
As soon as the leaves heard the winds low call,
Down they came fluttering, one and all,
Over the brown fields they whirled and flew,
Singing the soft little song they new.
Dancing and whirling the little leaves went
Autumn had called them and they were content,
Soon they will sleep in their soft earthly beds,
Waiting for Winter to cover their heads.
During circle this week we will continue to focus on autumn, and tie is the working farm and all its animals.
We will sing a physical version of Old Macdonald, where we have to neigh, neigh and gallop, gallop. Our yoga poses for the week are farm animal inspired as well.
Come Wednesday we will whip up a big batch of applesauce with our Apples from Black Rock Orchard, our favorite farm.
Thursday we hope to complete our little felt owls and their nests from last week ( January, can you please post directions for making the play dough)
Then Friday its off through the woods with our new Little Leaves song, to visit the lake, enjoy the crisp air and find new autumn treasures.