Amidst the echoes of laughter, walls embrace,
A sanctuary woven with time’s gentle grace.
Windows frame the sky’s ever-changing art,
Home, where every journey finds its start.

In the quiet corners, memories softly reside,
Stories of old, where love and dreams abide.
The hearth’s warm glow, a beacon in the night,
Guiding weary hearts towards the morning light.

Seasons dance upon the rooftop, in harmony they sing,
A symphony of life, in every whispered spring.
Within these walls, the world finds its rhyme,
In the embrace of home, we transcend time.

Home, a gentle compass, pointing to the heart,
Where every ending finds its tender start.
A tapestry of moments, woven with care,
In its embrace, we are always there.