In the quiet corners of my heart,
Lies a place where dreams take flight,
Walls adorned with echoes of laughter,
Guiding me through the darkest night.

The garden blooms with whispered tales,
Of whispered winds and dancing leaves,
Each petal holds a story untold,
In the embrace of gentle eaves.

Windows frame the morning sun,
Casting warmth upon the floor,
A tapestry of light and shadow,
Weaving peace forevermore.

Here, I find my soul’s retreat,
In every creak and wooden beam,
My home, a symphony of solace,
A sanctuary where I dream.