On Raglan Road of an autumn day I saw her first and knew That her dark hair would weave a snare That I might some day rue I saw the danger yet I passed Along the enchanted way And I said let grief be a fallen leaf At the dawning of the day And I said let grief be a fallen leaf At the dawning of the day.

These toe up socks are perfect for the man in your life but could easily be made for a woman. Next month we listen and sing to The Wearing of the Green