Last night was our first
In our new place to live
My wife, my golden and me;

And we were up moving
And unpacking things
Until roughly a quarter to three.

There’s much more to do
In the next week or so
Till we are completely moved in;

But soon, very soon –
The old house door will close
Which we will not open again

And then we’ll drive off
From the home that we loved
At give one last backward look:

But that is the way.
When the old chapter’s done
You have to get on with the book.