October sunshine bathed the park with such a melting light that it had the dimmed impressive look of a landscape by an old master. Leaves, one, two at a time, sidled down through the windless air.
Elizabeth Enright
October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came-
The Ashes, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand;
Miss Weather led the dancing;
Professor Wind, the band…
The sight was like a rainbow
New Fallen from the sky…
George Cooper
