HOME

In the heart of a sheltered space, I find my home,

A sanctuary of memories, where dreams freely roam.

Four walls and a roof, but it's more than just that,

It's a tapestry of moments, where my heart is sat.

Home is where laughter echoes in every room,

And in the silent corners, where I find my own bloom.

It's a haven of warmth on a cold, rainy day,

A place where my worries simply fade away.

The kitchen, a canvas for flavors and love,

Where recipes passed down, like blessings from above.

The living room, a stage for stories to be told,

With every creaky floorboard, each tale unfolds.

Home is where I find solace in the gentle embrace,

Of the sofa and the bed, where I find my space.

It's the art on the walls, the books on the shelf,

Each piece of decor, an extension of myself.

In the garden, a patch of earth, I tend and sow,

A labor of love, where memories continue to grow.

Home is a refuge, a place to belong,

Where I find my strength, when everything feels wrong.

It's the people who gather, the love that they bring,

Home is not just a place; it's the song that we sing.

A symphony of moments, in a structure of stone,

Home is where the heart is, where I'm never alone.

So, in these four walls, my heart finds its place,

In the concept of home, I discover grace.

No matter where I wander, no matter where I roam,

In the embrace of home, I've found my eternal home