A Place That Knows Me

Home is where the walls remember my name, It holds every laughter, each silence the same. Corners glow with stories told, Secrets whispered, memories hold. Floors remember footsteps from long ago, Every hallway hums with a gentle flow. Curtains sway with stories in the breeze, Furniture leans quietly, sharing memories. Light dances softly where memory play, Carrying whispers of a long lost day. It hears my laugh, it feels my tears, And holds my dreams throughout the years. Laughter lingers, soft and clear, While quiet moments settle near. Under this roof, our laughter stays, Softly echoing through all our days. Nights feel safe, the air feels true, In rooms where dreams come to me and you. A place where time can softly fly, And love lives quietly, drifting by. Even silence feels like home, A place where hearts need to roam. Here, in every shadow and light, I am truly home tonight.