Beautiful Meaning Of My Home

Home is where the heart feels free. Where mom's sweet voice calls me. Roti is hot and milk is so warm, a cozy place safe from every storm. Home is where I sit and eat, on the floor or on my seat. We eat together, calm and neat. Every meal feels safe and sweet. We share our food, our smiles, our time, making memories sweet like rhyme. My home is a place where I laugh and play. Where love and joy fill every day. My home teaches me right from wrong, and helps me grow kind, brave, and strong. On festivals our home shines bright. Filled with colors, joy, and light. We light diyas in a row. Watching golden flames softly glow. On Diwali, sweets we share, Love and laughter everywhere. On Vaisakhi, we sing and cheer. Thanking Waheguru for the year. We wear bright clothes, dance with glee. Clap and smile so happily. Festivals bring us close and near. Making home more special each year. My home means love, both big and small. The best and safest place of all. When I am sad, it makes me strong. When I am happy, I sing a song. Papa’s laugh so strong and bright. Guiding us like morning light. It’s where we speak our Punjabi tongue, sing boliyan, old and young. Shoes stay outside, hearts come in. That’s where love will always begin. Home is not just brick or door. It’s love that gives us so much more. Here we learn to share and care. And thank Waheguru in every prayer. Big or small, near or far. Home is where you truly are. In every hug, wherever we roam. That’s the beautiful meaning of home.