Yes, I know that you are happy
In your camp upon the shore,
But, my dear, I miss you sadly,
And I want you home once more;
Now the house is very silent,
Very tidy, very neat;
But I miss your merry laughter
And the sound of running feet.
(1948)
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I just went to lunch with a friend who told me how odd it feels for her son to be a sleep-away camp. Absence makes the heart grow fonder!