Three little forms in the twilight gray, <br />Searching the shadows across the way; <br />Two pair of black eyes, and one of blue -- <br />Brimful of love, and of mischief too; <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Sitting by the window, <br />Watching for Pa! <br /> <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Sitting by the window, <br />Watching for Pa! <br /> <br />May, with her placid and thoughtful brow, <br />Beaming with kindness and love just now; <br />Willie the youngest, in anguish did lay, <br />Stealing sly kisses from sister May, <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Sitting by the window, <br />Watching for Pa! <br /> <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Sitting by the window, <br />Watching for Pa! <br /> <br />Nellie, with ringlets of sunny hue, <br />Cosily nested between the two; <br />Pressing her cheeks to the window pane, <br />Wishing the absent one home again. <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Sitting by the window, <br />Watching for Pa! <br /> <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Sitting by the window, <br />Watching for Pa! <br /> <br />Now there are shouts from the window seat; <br />There is a patter of childish feet; <br />Gaily they rush through the lighted hall -- <br />"Coming at last" is the joyful call. <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Standing on the doorstep, <br />Watching for Pa! <br /> <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Watching for Pa! <br />Standing on the doorstep, <br />Watching for Pa!<br /><br />Henry Clay Work<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/watching-for-pa/
