Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Some Fall Poems

Golden is the Garden
Golden is the garden
Golden is the glen
Golden, golden, golden
September's here again.

Golden is the tree-tops,
Golden in the sky
Golden, golden, golden,
September's going by!

Apples in the Air
Hickory Dickory Dare
Three Apples were up in the air!
The wind came round
And blew one down,
Hickory Dickory Dare!

Way up High
Way up high in the apple tree
Two little apples smiled at me
I shook that tree as hard as I could
Down came the apples
MMM! MMM! good!

Ten Red Apples
Ten Red apples grow on a tree
five for you
And five for me
When we shake the tree just so
Ten red apples will fall below
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