More Leaves
Ripe on Avalanche Alder



This Is the Time

A Children's
Rhyming
Poem


This is the time the maple trees glow,
Their leaves are scarlet, the pumpkins know.

At night the geese look down in flight,
And see the candles I put out each night.
(echo) This is the time the maple trees glow,
Their leaves are scarlet, the pumpkins know.

I count the days the moon does shine,
Upon my house, and all of time,

This is the time the maple trees glow,
Their leaves are scarlet, the pumpkins know.

And count the nights I dream and sleep,
Before the snows are cold and deep.

This is the time the maple trees glow,
Their leaves are scarlet, the pumpkins know.
   Their leaves are scarlet, the pumpkins know.




| This Is the Time, in a variable 12/8 meter, is part of a small collection of rhyming
pieces that I call Pigweed Poems. If you'd like to view the text and musical score
of its companion piece, for double children's choir and percussion instruments,
go to Soybean Pie! |


(Photo: Rime on Avalanche Alder Leaves;  (Alnus veridis) Mid-October, the Alps)
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