Where I’m Meant to Be
In the quiet hum of evening’s glow,
Where time slows down and moments flow,
I find the heart of all I’ve known —
The love that shapes me, soft as stone.
Around the table, laughter spills,
Like sunlight dancing on the hills,
Each voice a thread, each touch a tie,
Binding me to all that’s nigh.
In familiar faces, worn but kind,
I see the stories left behind,
Of days gone by, of years gone fast,
Yet love’s embrace holds all steadfast.
A mother’s smile, a father’s care,
The gentle warmth of siblings there —
We speak in silence, laugh in tears,
A dance that lasts through all the years.
Each shared meal, each gentle word,
Echoes like songs we’ve always heard,
And in these moments, soft and still,
I know my heart is safe and filled.
For in the quiet, time reveals
The wealth of love that it conceals —
In these brief hours, I’ve come to see,
Family is where I’m meant to be.
