Classic Poem

Sora so-and-so has set up residence near here temporarily, and mornings and evenings we visit each other. When I fix food, he helps me by adding kindling, and on nights when I boil tea, he knocks on my door. He's a man who by nature prefers seclusion and quiet, and our relationship doesn't involve money. One night he visited me in the snow:
You, make a fire. I'll show you something nice — a snowball