In the quiet corners of familiar walls,
Where sunlight dances through the open halls,
A gentle whisper calls us near,
To the place where hearts are free from fear.

Amidst the laughter and the tears,
Home holds the stories of our years,
A sanctuary of dreams untold,
Where every heart finds warmth to hold.

The scent of memories lingers sweet,
In every room, on every street,
A tapestry of love and grace,
Woven softly in this sacred space.

Here lies the hearth of endless light,
Guiding us through the darkest night,
A beacon shining ever bright,
In the embrace of home, we find our flight.