My Sweet Home
- Chetna
- May 16
- 1 min read

My home is a place of warmth,
Not just walls that shield from storms.
It’s where love and care combine,
A haven, truly loved ones' and mine.
It’s not just bricks or beams of wood,
But where understanding has stood.
A space of trust, and respect, so true,
Where acceptance blooms in all we do.
It’s filled with laughter, joy, and light,
A beacon glowing through the night.
Patience built its sturdy frame,
Perseverance shaped its name.
More than floors or doors that gleam,
It’s where we share each hope, each dream.
And though it may not stay one place,
Home is wherever hearts embrace.






