He dresses them and bathes them himself.

He is afraid of the cold; and sits in the sun; and coughs and shivers.

His children and I play hide-and-seek, and, as you will know some day, for that game there is no such place as a steamer, with boats and ventilators and masts and alleyways.

Some day we will play that game hiding behind the rocks and trees and rose bushes.

Every day I watch the sun set, and know that you and your pretty mother are watching it, too.