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... | {{Style P-Poem|poem=From my upper window, at the close of day, | ||
Sadly watching passers on their homeward way, | |||
Sadly sweetly thinking of the joy and glee | |||
When one came, my babies, home to you and me ! | |||
In the dusk, with faces close against the pane, | |||
Peered we through the starlight, snow, or summer rain, | |||
Happy hearts and faces watching through the gloom | |||
For the blessed footstep that was sure to come. | |||
Hark ! I hear its echo, babies mine, once more ! | |||
Hear the latch-key turning in the opening door ! | |||
From my knee you’re springing fearless in the gloom, | |||
While I flood with radiance all the darkened room. | |||
Swift you fly to meet him, open wide the door, | |||
Closely are we gathered to his heart once more. | |||
Tender kiss and blessing greet your childish glee, | |||
But the warmest, babies, always was for me ! | |||
Fast my tears are falling o’er the memory sweet, | |||
While I catch the echo still of passing feet ; | |||
But through summer starlight or through wintry rain | |||
Never, O my babies, will he come again ! | |||
We are now the wanderers in the dusk and gloom, | |||
He the one that’s waiting in the happy home. | |||
From his upper window, though we may not see, | |||
He’s watching, O my babies, to welcome you and me.}} | |||
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Watching and Waiting
From my upper window, at the close of day, |