The Children's Hour

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Between the dark and daylight, when the light is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations that is known as the Children's Hour.
I hear in the chamber above me the patters of little feet, the sound of a door that is opened and voices soft and sweet.
From my study I see in the lamplight, descending the broad hall stair, grave Alice and laughing Allegra and Edith with golden hair.
A whisper, and then a silence; Yet I know by their merry eyes, they are plotting and planning together to take me by surprise.
A sudden rush from the stairway, a sudden raid from the hall, By three doors left ungarded they enter my castle wall.
They climb up into my turret, o're the arms and back of my chair; if I try to escape they surround me, they seem to be everywhere.
They almost devour me with kisses, their arms about me entwine, Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen in his mouse tower on the Rhine.
Do you think, O blue-eyed banditti, because you have scaled the wall, such an old mustach as I am is not a match for you all?
I have you fast in my fortress, And will not let you depart, But put you down into the dungeon In the round-tower of my heart.
And there I will keep you forever, Yes, forever and a day, Till the wall shall crumble and ruin, and moulder in dust away!


I had to read this poem for school and tell you what I think of it all.
Here goes
This poem is about some girls who sneak up on their dad and attack him to tell him that they love him. The dad plays with them and lets them attack him. He lets them attack him because he loves them. Then he tells him that he will love them for ever and ever and ever and ever. The end. happy story. happy ending. good night.
Now you have to tell me what you think.

TTFN
Jed