<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409004" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When the Children Come Home</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On a lonely selection far out in the West <br>An old woman works all the day without rest, <br>And she croons, as she toils 'neath the sky's glassy dome, <br>`Sure I'll keep the ould place till the childer come home.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She mends all the fences, she grubs, and she ploughs, <br>She drives the old horse and she milks all the cows, <br>And she sings to herself as she thatches the stack, <br>`Sure I'll keep the ould place till the childer come back.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is five weary years since her old husband died; <br>And oft as he lay on his deathbed he sighed <br>`Sure one man can bring up ten children, he can, <br>An' it's strange that ten sons cannot keep one old man.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whenever the scowling old sundowners come, <br>And cunningly ask if the master's at home, <br>`Be off,' she replies, `with your blarney and cant, <br>Or I'll call my son Andy; he's workin' beyant.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">`Git out,' she replies, though she trembles with fear, <br>For she lives all alone and no neighbours are near; <br>But she says to herself, when she's like to despond, <br>That the boys are at work in the paddock beyond. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, none of her children need follow the plough, <br>And some have grown rich in the city ere now; <br>Yet she says: `They might come when the shearing is done, <br>And I'll keep the ould place if it's only for one.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409004" data-title="When the Children Come Home de Henry Lawson" data-description="On a lonely selection far out in the West An old woman works all the day without rest, And she croons, as she toils 'neath the sky's glassy dome, `Sure I'll keep the ould place till the childer come home.' She mends all the fences, she grubs,..."></div> </div> </div>

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