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