In the quiet dawn, I take my leave,
From the place where dreams were first conceived.
With every step, a memory lingers,
As the horizon calls with gentle fingers.

The walls that held my laughter and tears,
Now watch in silence as I disappear.
Echoes of childhood in every corner,
Whispering stories of days gone forever.

The road ahead unfolds with mystery,
A path untraveled, a brand new history.
Yet the heart strings pull with tender force,
To the home that shaped my life’s course.

Though I wander far in distant lands,
In dreams I return with open hands.
For home is a feeling that never fades,
A place in the soul where love invades.