Back to the Old House
Let us go back to the old house
The house we once knew
The familiar door
The airy rooms
The light on the stairs,
Still at the back of your mind.
And if it is not quite so tall
As the house you used to know,
And less bright too, and emptier,
You need not turn away;
For a place is a time, too,
And you are older now,
And long since lost
From your own past.
Let us go back to the old house
The house we once knew, even
If it is a stranger’s house,
With windows blind to you,
And long, featureless corridors
Oblivious to all the old times.
Let us go back to the old house
The house we once knew
The familiar door
The airy rooms
The light on the stairs,
Still at the back of your mind.
And if it is not quite so tall
As the house you used to know,
And less bright too, and emptier,
You need not turn away;
For a place is a time, too,
And you are older now,
And long since lost
From your own past.
Let us go back to the old house
The house we once knew, even
If it is a stranger’s house,
With windows blind to you,
And long, featureless corridors
Oblivious to all the old times.
From: The Very Thought of You: A Novel by Rosie Alison
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