The Blue Bird1940

Granny Tyl:
Somebody must be thinking of us. I feel quite strong. I think we're going to have visitors. They seem to be coming near.

Grandpa Tyl:
Maybe now I can finish my carving. I've been at this one for nearly a whole year.

Granny Tyl:
That's because we're so seldom awake.

Mytyl, Tyltyl:
Granny! Grandpa!

Granny Tyl:
It's the children! Give us a hug, dears, a big one this time.

Grandpa Tyl:
It's been months and months since you last remembered us.

Granny Tyl:
The last time was Easter morning. The church bells were ringing.

Mytyl:
Easter? Oh, we didn't go out that day. We both had very bad colds.

Granny Tyl:
But you thought of us.

Mytyl:
Yes, we missed you.

Granny Tyl:
Every time you think of us, we wake up and see you again.

Mytyl:
But we thought you were dead.

Granny Tyl:
No, dear. Only when we're forgotten.