In the quiet corners of our home, love softly sighs,
Through laughter, tears, and tender goodbyes,
Walls echo stories of days gone by,
Where every shadow holds a memory’s reply.

The hearth, a beacon of warmth and grace,
Sheltering dreams in its loving embrace,
Here, time slows and hearts align,
In this sacred space, our spirits entwine.

Each room a chapter in our endless book,
Pages turning with each glance and look,
Together we build, we mend, we grow,
Through every storm, our bonds only show.

With every dawn, a new beginning to start,
Guided by love, the compass of our heart,
Home and family, forever our guide,
In their essence, we find our pride.