Miracles give delight by Richard Le. ’66
Oh, Joyous House
When I walk home from school,
I see many houses
Many houses down many streets.
They are warm, comfortable houses
But other people’s houses
I pass without much notice.
Then as I walk farther, farther
I see a house, the house.
It springs up with a jerk
That speeds my pace; I lurch forward.
Longing makes my happy, I bubble inside.
It’s my house.
--- Richard Jan. – Age 12 – Canada