The comfort of a familiar place

In the soft embrace of a familiar place,

Where time slows down and thoughts erase,

The walls are warm with whispered grace,

And peace resides in every space.

The creak of floors beneath my feet,

The scent of memories, bittersweet,

Each corner holds a story deep,

A promise made, a vow to keep.

The quiet hum of days gone by,

The laughter echoing, soft and shy,

In this room, I can breathe, I can fly,

No need to question, no need to try.

The familiar light that spills through the glass,

A gentle reminder of moments that pass,

Where worries fade, and shadows lapse,

In the comfort of what always lasts.

Every knick-knack, every chair,

Whispers of love that fill the air,

A home built not on bricks or stone,

But on hearts, where I am never alone.

The world may turn, the seasons may change,

But here, all feels within range,

A haven where the soul can grow,

A place where I truly know.

In the comfort of a familiar space,

I find my peace, my resting place.