Do They Miss Me At Home |
Caroline A. Mason
Do they miss me at home, do they miss me? 'Twould be an assurance most dear, To know that this moment some loved one Were saying, "I wish you were here." To feel that the group at the fireside Were thinking of me as I roam Oh yes, 'twould be joy without measure |: To know that they missed me at home. :|
2. When twilight approaches, the season | 3. Do they set me a chair near the table When evening's home pleasures are nigh, When the candles are lit in the parlor, And the stars in the calm azure sky? And when the "good nights" are repeated, And all lay them down to their sleep, Do they think of the absent, and waft me |: A whispered "good night" while they weep? :|
4. Do they miss me at home? Do they miss me, |