In the whisper of the evening breeze,
I find the path that leads me back,
To the place where my heart finds ease,
Wrapped in memories, nothing lacks.

The walls that echo laughter’s sound,
Bear witness to the years gone by,
In every corner, dreams abound,
Beneath the warm and watchful sky.

Each step retraced, a story told,
Of journeys vast and lessons learned,
In gentle tones, the tales unfold,
In every glance, my soul is turned.

Home, a haven, tender and true,
Where I return with open arms,
In its embrace, the skies are blue,
A sanctuary from life’s alarms.