The Children's Hour

Mother's Silhouette, 2011, Jeniffer Sams

Between the dark and the daylight,

   When the night is beginning to lower,

Comes a pause in the day's occupations,

   That is known as the Children's Hour.

I hear in the chamber above me

   The patter of little feet,

The sound of a door that is opened,

   And voices soft and sweet.

Silhouette of a Daughter, 2011, Jeniffer Sams

From my study I see in the lamplight,

   Descending the broad hall stair,

Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra,

   And Edith with golden hair.

A whisper, and then a silence:

   Yet I know by their merry eyes

They are plotting and planning together

   To take me by surprise.

A sudden rush from the stairway,

   A sudden raid from the hall!

By three doors left unguarded

   They enter my castle wall!

They climb up into my turret

   O'er the arms and back of my chair;

If I try to escape, they surround me;

   They seem to be everywhere.

They almost devour me with kisses,

   Their arms about me entwine,

Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen

   In his Mouse-Tower on the Rhine!

His Mother's Love, 2012, Jeniffer Sams

Do you think, O blue-eyed banditti,

   Because you have scaled the wall,

Such an old mustache as I am

   Is not a match for you all!

I have you fast in my fortress,

   And will not let you depart,

But put you down into the dungeon

   In the round-tower of my heart.

Their Heart, 2012, Jeniffer Sams

And there will I keep you forever,

   Yes, forever and a day,

Till the walls shall crumble to ruin,

   And moulder in dust away!

~ by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Nolan, the joy of all our hearts!