I love you old house, I can't say just why ...
So snug on the knoll, outlined 'gainst the sky.
The charm of you shape, the old lovely trees,
And even the bent fence somehow doth please.
The family who built you way back in the past ...
I'm sure are just filled with memories that last.
The running of feet on sturdy stairway,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem