Come Little Leaves by George Cooper

I saw this October poem posted on Facebook today and it warmed my heart and brought back so many memories from my childhood.

I had a mother who read to me.  One of the book collections we had on our shelves was My Book House.  These books belonged to my mother when she was a girl.  They were first published in 1920.  Ours is a 1928 edition.  My mom was born in 1930.  These books were probably a big investment for the family.  They have been well loved and used.

When I was a little girl, this was my favorite poem from the first volume:

George Cooper, who wrote “Come Little Leaves,” (1840 – 1927) was born in New York City. He began writing as a child and, by the age of 16, was publishing poems in leading magazines.  He studied law and practiced for several years, but eventually decided to pursue a career as a writer. He wrote a number of hymns and much of his work was targeted at children. Stephen Foster set many of George’s lyrics to music; the best known is probably “Sweet Genevieve.”

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4 Responses to Come Little Leaves by George Cooper

  1. Sheila O’Brien says:

    Hi. Is this poem and the cited page under copyright? If not
    I would like to use it in my small weekly newspaper. Please advise.

    Many thanks,
    Sheila
    Beachburg, Canada

    • https://www.yourdailypoem.com/listpoem.jsp?poem_id=3160
      This tells us the poem is in the public domain.
      George Cooper (1840 – 1927) was born in New York City. He began writing as a child and, by the age of 16, was publishing poems in leading magazines. He studied law and practiced for several years, but eventually decided to pursue a career as a writer. He wrote a number of hymns and much of his work was targeted at children. Stephen Foster set many of George’s lyrics to music; the best known is probably “Sweet Genevieve.”

  2. Kathy Morris says:

    I love this prom my mom used to read it to us when we were small ! I would love to have one of the children’s books!

  3. Etta Withers says:

    My mom was born in 1910 and she knew this sweet little poem and had it and many others hidden in her memory. She loved the fall of the year and she would share it with my sister and I during the 1940-50s when the leaves began to fall every year in East Texas. An answer to her prayer, she made her transition to Heaven on October 4, 1999, a beautiful autumn day as the red and gold leaves were dancing and playing over the meadows!

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