Poems (Truesdell)/I'm with You, dear Sisters
I'M WITH YOU, DEAR SISTERS.
I'm with you, dear sisters! I'm with you once more; Kind greetings await me, Fond friends at the door.
All hasten to meet me, And welcome me home; Oh, why from such friends Should my footsteps e'er roam?
I have not been long, dearest sisters, away, But sad was my heart, though brief was my stay; So kind and so gentle, so loving and true,In joy and in sadness, I 'm ever with you.
But thou, dearest brother, the loved one of all, I fancy thy footsteps in parlor and hall,— Thy voice rings out gladly, and falls on mine ear; I know 't is but fancy, I feel thou 'rt not here.