You packed your bags annd trundelled, over the hills and far away;
Seeking adventures new, like children playing in fresh mown hay.
Climb up another mountain, follow another stream,
Create your fun and laughter until you find your dream.
Destiny has called you to a house so big, so grand;
With fields trees and gardens, all growing out of hand.
Open up the shutters, fill the fires with coal;
Watch them burn in merriment, this house has so much soul.