MY FATHER'S HOMECOMING

Soft and calm sound the crickets,
serenely the sun goeth down;
light and low is the voice of night,
happy the children's voices sound.

Lamplight glows from the window
as daylight continues to dim;
on the front porch I wait and I listen
for the sound that I know will bring him.

Loud is the old engine's hum;
rattling it speeds down the road.
Here my honorable father comes
to dwell for the night in our abode.

Copyright © 1949 Ruth Gillis

(Written when I was very young)

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