Curly-wig and Dimple-cheekHave n’t been away a week,But how very long it seems!—Longest week I’ve ever known!All at once the house has grownSilent as a house of dreams!
Dimple-cheek and Curly-wigReally 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 beNothing 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 jamReally, what a goose I amTo be sorry, don’t you think? Curly-wig and Dimple-cheekWill be home again next week:But how slowly, slowly passAll the hours of every dayWhile my darlings are away!Hurry home, wee lad and lass !—Or I ‘ll have to go and seekCurly-wig and Dimple-cheek!
From photograph, copyright by Newman Neuve.
Curly-swig and Dimple-cheek Will he home again next week.
