THE chestnut trees turned yellow, The oak like sherry browned, The fir, the stubborn fellow, Stayed green the whole year round. But O the bonny maple How richly he does shine! He glows against the sunset Like ruddy old port wine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SONG OF SHERMAN'S ARMY by CHARLES GRAHAM HALPINE SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: PETIT THE POET by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE KEARSARGE (1894) by JAMES JEFFREY ROCHE THE VINE by MUHAMMAD AL-MU'TAMID II LET ME FORGET by OMA CARLYLE ANDERSON LINES ADAPTED TO A FAVOURITE MILITARY AIR by JAMES HAY BEATTIE |