One Sister have I in our house,

And one, a hedge away.

There's only one recorded,

But both belong to me.

One came the road that I came --

And wore my last year's gown --

The other, as a bird her nest,

Builded our hearts among.

She did not sing as we did --

It was a different tune --

Herself to her a music

As Bumble bee of June.

Today is far from Childhood --

But up and down the hills

I held her hand the tighter --

Which shortened all the miles --

And still her hum

The years among,

Deceives the Butterfly;

Still in her Eye

The Violets lie

Mouldered¹ this many May.

I spilt the dew --

But took the morn --

I chose this single star

From out the wide night's numbers --

Sue - forevermore!