In the quiet corners of our cherished abode,
Whispering walls hold tales of old,
Every creak and sigh, a story unfolds,
In the sanctuary where our hearts are consoled.

Through windows, the morning light gently streams,
Painting our lives with golden beams,
Each dawn, a new dream softly redeems,
Within these walls, love always gleams.

Laughter echoes in the evening air,
Filling rooms with memories to share,
In every room, comfort and care,
A haven where we are always aware.

As night falls and stars softly gleam,
Home becomes a place where we dream,
Wrapped in warmth, like a gentle stream,
Forever a part of our life’s theme.