In the quiet whispers of the evening light,Home stands strong, a beacon ever bright.Within its walls, laughter echoes clear,A family united, holding each other near.The gentle touch of morning’s grace,Fills the rooms with warmth and gentle pace.Memories woven in time’s gentle thread,Stories of love and words unsaid.In every corner, joy and sorrow blend,A tapestry of moments that never end.The hearth’s embrace, a comforting glow,A place where hearts and souls grow.Through every season, come what may,This is where love chooses to stay.In the heart of home, dreams take flight,Guided by the family’s tender light.