Explore Poems GO!

Are The Children At Home?

Rating: 2.7
Each day when the glow of sunset
Fades in the western sky,
And the wee ones, tired of playing,
Go tripping lightly by,
I steal away from my husband,
Asleep in his easy-chair,
And watch from the open doorway,
Their faces fresh and fair.

Alone in the dear old homestead
That once was full of life,
Read More
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
COMMENTS

Delivering Poems Around The World

Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...

6/14/2021 1:07:04 PM # 1.0.0.623