Poem attributed to William Gray Torrence

My archives include the following, attributed to William Gray Torrence (1799-1878) but otherwise unexplained. I don't know of any other examples of Torrence writing poetry.

Found in an envelope labeled "Uncle Adam Torrence's letter" and "Family Record" along with 📄 Letter, Adam Torrence to William Gray Torrence, Nov 6 1871 and 📄 Edwards family history.

A Last Visit to "The Deserted Old Home".

BY WILLIAM G. TORRANCE.

My dear old home! my dear old home!
There's none so dear as thou!
About to bid a last adieu,
How dear thou seemest now.
Beneath thy roof were friendships formed,
With friends still dear to me;
Attachments that endure through life
Were formed and shared with thee.

These empty rooms, these naked walls,
The fire-place and the hearth,
Though desolate and lonely now,
Were then the place of mirth
I loved to stroll thy fields and groves,
The bills and dales around;
I loved the friends that dwelt with thee,-
Such friends are seldom found.

How sad the memory of the past,
Thus borne away by time;
The tender thought of former joys
Brings sadness to the mind.
Thus has it been, and will be still,
Whilst time keeps rolling on:
The present soon becomes the past,
When all its joys have flown.

The time has come, my dear old home,
When thou and I must part,
And fleeting hours admonish me
'Tis time for me to start.
But though I leave thee, dear old home,
Some other place to dwell,
I'll not forget thee, dear old home,
Adieu, good bye, farewell,