Come, little leaves," said the Wind one day, "Come to the meadows with me and play. Put on your dresses of red and gold; For Summer is past, and the days grow Come little leaves said the wind one day, over the hills and we will play. Put on your dresses of red and gold, Summer is gone and the wind blows cold." Thank Leaves Flowing Waters Art George Cooper "Come, little leaves," said the wind one day. Quozio