Dear Mamma--Please put on your things,
And take the next express;
I want to go back home again--
I'm very sick, I guess!
My grandma's very good to me,
But grandma isn't you;
And I forgot, when I came here,
I'd got to sleep here, too!
Last night I cried myself to sleep,
I wanted you so bad!
To day, I cannot play or eat,
I feel so very sad.
Please, mamma, come, for I don't see
How I can bear to wait!
You'll find me, with my hat and sack
Out by the garden gate.
And grandma will not care a bit
If you should come, I know;
Because I am your own little girl,
And I do love you so.