In Yemen, It’s The Children’s Hour

These little children, high-pitched and high-spirited, may put you in mind of some verses by Longfellow:

Between the dark and the daylight,

      When the night 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 patter of little feet,

The sound of a door that is opened,

      And voices soft and sweet.

Or — maybe not.

Here.