My Home

Home is more than walls and a roof, More than the rooms where we find our proof It’s in the quiet of a morning light, The comfort that stays when the world feels tight Home is laughter echoing down the halls, The warmth of voices, the love that calls. It’s in the small things. Like a cup of tea, The space where we’re free to simply be. Home is a feeling that settles deep, A place where our hearts can safely sleep. It’s where we return when the world gets too loud, My home, and everything in it, always make me feel proud