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Come Joins Us For A Hayride

Original Author: Nita Cain

The wagon waiting by the barn Is filled with new-mown hay, So come and join us for a ride At eventide today. The harvest moon will lead us Down the shadowed winding lane; And as we cuddle close, we'll sing An oldentime refrain. The chilly breeze at dusk will bring The scent of repened wheat. What other scent has nature made More delicately sweet? Beyond the cornstalks piled high Like wigwams, we will pass And gather golden pumpkins from the Frosty meadow grass. Then dreaming solitary dreams Of other autumns past When we were young, we'll reminisce And head back home at last. There'll be cider, hot and steamy, So plase say that you will stay, And come and join us for a ride At eventide tody.

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From Ideals Thanksgiving

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Leaves

Original Author: Elsie N. Brady

How silently they tumble down And come to rest upon the ground To lay a carpet, rich and rare, Beneath the trees without care, Content to sleep, their work well done, Colors gleaming in the sun. At other times, they wildly fly Until they nearly reach the sky. Twisting, turning through the air Till all the trees stand stark adn bare. Exhausted, drop to earth below To wait, like children, for the snow.

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I got this out of Ideals Thanksgiving

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October Day

Original Author: W. Hamilton Gibson

The October day is a dream, bright and beautiful as the rainbow, and as brief and fugitive.

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I found this in an old Ideals book.

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Little Slugger

Original Author: Toni Toll Burrows

I'm a little slugger. I really hit the ball. to left field or to right, or just beyond the wall. I run around the bases and bring my run on in. Then go back to the dugout, until my turn again. But oh, I've got to work real hard, if I am going to be a player in the Major League, for all the world to see.

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I bought a frame for ds's baseball picture today, and this poem was on it. Thought I would share it.

4/13/2001 4:23:57 PM | Comments (0) | Send a Message (PeaMail) | Vote for this PeaSoup

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