Red in Autumn

Tipperty-toes, the smallest elf,

Sat on a mushroom by himself,

Playing a little tinkling tune

Under the big round harvest moon;

And this is the song that Tipperty made

To sing to the little tune he played.

"Red are the hips, red are the haws,

Red and gold are the leaves that fall,

Red are the poppies in the corn,

Red berries on the rowan tall;

Red is the big round harvest moon,

And red are my new little dancing shoon."

~Elizabeth Gould

From Festivals Family and Food