And from the street he called to me;
‘Look out, my dear, for I am here,
And safe returned to comfort thee.’
“My tears fell down like summer rain,
I could not rise to ope the door,
Though once again, so firm and plain,
I heard his step upon the floor.
“I was so glad, so very glad,
I had to cry and so did he;
But wars are o’er, and now no more