In the gentle arms of dawn,
Where sunlight dances on the floor,
Home whispers secrets of the past,
Embracing dreams with open doors.
The walls hold echoes of laughter,
Every corner a memory’s gate,
Shadows play in soft embrace,
As time weaves stories intricate.
The scent of morning coffee fills the air,
Warming hearts with its tender grace,
In this haven, love resides,
A sanctuary, a sacred space.
As stars adorn the velvet night,
Home cradles souls in gentle rest,
In its embrace, we find our light,
A place where hearts are truly blessed.