Emy’s aunt came to town
To visit her and her mom.
She hadn’t seen the girl for a while,
Just her big brother, Tom.
When Emy’s aunt got off the bus
She looked around for a smile.
Emy waved and ran over to her.
“Where’s my Emy? It’s been a while.”
“It’s me,” Emy said to her aunt,
“I’ve grown a lot since last time.
I’m seven years old and bigger.”
Her aunt handed her a new dime.
“Are you sure it’s you, Emy dear?”
Her aunt thought she’d grown so tall.
“Yep, it’s me,” said Emy and grinned.
And showed her aunt her blue ball.
They went to the park to look at the birds.
They went to the shops and the park.
Wherever they went, there was always a rule;
Emy had to be home before dark.
When it came time for her aunt to leave,
Emy sat and cried many tears.
“Come back again soon, aunt, please do.
Don’t wait for so many years.”
Her aunt gave her a hug and a kiss,
And climbed back onto the bus.
Emy waved goodbye and ran off to play,
Trying hard not to make such a fuss.