Curly-wig and Dimple-cheek Have n’t been away a week, But how very long it seems!— Longest week I’ve ever known! All at once the house has grown Silent as a house of dreams!
Dimple-cheek and Curly-wig Really are n’t so very big— Both, in fact, are very small, But the space they fill—dear me! Now they ‘re gone, there seems to be Nothing in the world at all!
Nobody to come and tap, Interrupting Grandma’s nap;
Nobody to come and plead “’Tory!” when I want to read; Nobody to linger near— “May I help you, Farver-dear?” Nobody to spill the ink, Or to streak my desk with jam Really, what a goose I am To be sorry, don’t you think? Curly-wig and Dimple-cheek Will be home again next week: But how slowly, slowly pass All the hours of every day While my darlings are away! Hurry home, wee lad and lass !— Or I ‘ll have to go and seek Curly-wig and Dimple-cheek!
From photograph, copyright by Newman Neuve.
Curly-swig and Dimple-cheek Will he home again next week.
