In the quiet whispers of the evening breeze,
I trace the paths once walked in younger days,
Where memories linger beneath the trees,
And time’s gentle hand softly plays.

The fields stretch wide with golden hues,
Mirroring the dreams that once took flight,
Here, in this place where my heart renews,
I find solace in the deepening night.

The laughter echoes from the distant hills,
Carrying tales of moments long gone,
Yet each echo a promise it fulfills,
As I find my way back to where I belong.

In the arms of home, the world feels small,
Yet vast with love that never fades,
Here, I stand, answering the call,
Where every journey begins and ends in shades.