Lake/Autumn/Winter Poetry

Chickie · 10-18-2022, 02:31 PM

The “Wind and the Leaves” poem brought back fond memories of my aunt, who recited it to me many times over the years. She was born in 1903 and attended Gilford Grade School in the village, from the time the family moved to Gilford in 1913. As was the custom in many elementary schools back then, students were encouraged to learn poems by heart. Throughout her lifetime she would recite this one and another one about “milkweed babies” that drifted away from their pods in the fall. She never forgot them even though she lived to be well into her 90’s. I never knew the name of the poet until now. Thank you, Dad207, for posting it.

Dad207 · 10-18-2022, 07:37 PM

Chickie: You are welcome, glad you enjoyed it. My father recited a lot pf poetry to us growing up, some good, some less so. near the end of his life, when he did not recall my name, he could still recite a few old verses from Robert Service, a WWI poet. The memory still moves me.

10-18-2022, 02:31 PM	#1
Chickie Senior Member Join Date: Sep 2007 Posts: 370 Thanks: 0 Thanked 68 Times in 39 Posts	Fall Poetry The “Wind and the Leaves” poem brought back fond memories of my aunt, who recited it to me many times over the years. She was born in 1903 and attended Gilford Grade School in the village, from the time the family moved to Gilford in 1913. As was the custom in many elementary schools back then, students were encouraged to learn poems by heart. Throughout her lifetime she would recite this one and another one about “milkweed babies” that drifted away from their pods in the fall. She never forgot them even though she lived to be well into her 90’s. I never knew the name of the poet until now. Thank you, Dad207, for posting it.

10-18-2022, 07:37 PM	#2
Dad207 Senior Member Join Date: Oct 2018 Location: Now residing in Echo Shores, Alton NH, originally from Baltimore MD. Posts: 119 Thanks: 204 Thanked 66 Times in 32 Posts	Wind and the Leaves Chickie: You are welcome, glad you enjoyed it. My father recited a lot pf poetry to us growing up, some good, some less so. near the end of his life, when he did not recall my name, he could still recite a few old verses from Robert Service, a WWI poet. The memory still moves me.

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