In the quiet corners of familiar halls,
Where sunlight dances through the glass,
Memories whisper in soft, gentle calls,
And time moves slowly, letting moments pass.

The creaking floors tell tales of yore,
Of laughter shared and tears shed,
In every room, a story to explore,
A tapestry of life, where souls have tread.

The garden blooms with colors bright,
A sanctuary for both heart and mind,
Under the stars, on a tranquil night,
The essence of home is what we find.

In this haven, love forever grows,
A shelter from the world’s endless roam,
Where every heartache gently slows,
In the embrace of this cherished home.