Lynette saw a framed copy of these lyrics in her brother's house. When she looked on the web she found this lovely song, just in time for the season. "Come Little Leaves" (Here's the full version of the original song) "Come, little leaves," said the wind one day, "Come over 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. "Cricket, good-bye, we've been friends so long; Little brook, sing us your farewell song- Say you're sorry to see us go; Ah! you are sorry, right well we know." "Dear little lambs, in your fleecy fold, Mother will keep you from harm and cold; Fondly we've watched you in vale and glade; Say, will you dream of our loving sha
Welcome November 2024
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As we say goodbye to October it's time to say hello to November.
Yes, the eleventh month of the year is here!
*As we welcome November,* we say hello to the...
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