The sweet dreams of the warm evening  
Brush aside the whisps of years,  
And brings us close again  
In arms of thought  
And a touch of tears,  
Remembering the bright, noisy love that filled our house.  
The never quiet, unrelenting clang and call and song.  

We were all so young and never thought  
That days would pass and we would part.  

Now through those dreaming years  
I watch my sweet and laughing child  
Holding to my finger as if it were all the world.  
We'll make great full days, you and I -  
Till parting comes. And with a sigh  
I watch you go to this sweet happiness  
I now know --  
Another singing world, full of summer leaves  
And comfortable love.  

The two of them held all of us, for all those years,  
In that bright and seldom silent circle  
Circus-like and dream-like now  
But real enough to bring long letters,  
And after all this time,  
The words that say the love we built.