Poems (Piatt)/Volume 2/The Coming Out of her Doll
THE COMING OUT OF HER DOLL.YOUNG GIRL-GRADUATE TO HER MOTHER.
"Now I begin to think it's time that Rose
Should wear a train. She's a young lady now.
You really cannot guess how much she knows.
(She's read some charming novels, anyhow.)
Should wear a train. She's a young lady now.
You really cannot guess how much she knows.
(She's read some charming novels, anyhow.)
"How sweet she'd look in a Commencement dress,
White satin and illusion, and some pearls.
Her gloves must have six buttons, and—I guess
She'd get more flowers than all the other girls.
White satin and illusion, and some pearls.
Her gloves must have six buttons, and—I guess
She'd get more flowers than all the other girls.
"I fancy she should have some company.
(Papa, he always comes home late and tired.)
And if she only had—some one, you see,
To take her out, she would be much admired.
(Papa, he always comes home late and tired.)
And if she only had—some one, you see,
To take her out, she would be much admired.
"Oh, you forget. You brought her home to me
Once on my birthday, years and years ago.
She could not be a baby yet, you see;—
Why, then I was a child myself, you know!"
Once on my birthday, years and years ago.
She could not be a baby yet, you see;—
Why, then I was a child myself, you know!"