The Little Sister.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXVI, Issue 23, 9 June 1906, Page 16

The Little Sister.

(By Theodosia Garrison.) When days are dreariest, When the nights are long. Sudden on the creaking stair SonndK her careless song; Sudden on the darkened Bill Falls a footstep free. And the little alster comet Back again to

Blithe 1 and gay and jubilant, All her words a lest. La lighter on her merry lips. Youth upon her breast. Happy dreams within her eyes, Daring days to be— So the lit He sister comes Back again to me. And she hath tho eyes I had When the world was new. And she hath the heart I had When the world was true. And mv very name she bears— Ah. so close our tie! Just the little sister now Who one day was I. Strange that she who knew no tears So my tears should wake; Strange her very happiness My own heart should break. Oh. so other than myself, Two, yet one. are we— Little sister of my age Comes she back to me. Not a wistful ghost she comes—* Better so, perchance — But with lins too fain to sing, Feet too fain to dance. Ami 1 turn my eyes from her (Eyes she must not see) — When the little sister comes Baek again to me. « » 3ft 30 «