**Home Alone**

In the quiet of the house, where echoes softly play,

Home alone, I wander through the light of day,

Shadows stretch and whisper secrets old and deep,

In the solitude, where memories softly seep.

The walls hold stories of laughter and of tears,

Of dreams and fears, through the passing years,

Each room a chapter, each corner a familiar face,

In this haven of solitude, I find my space.

A sanctuary where I can leave my mark.

In the solitude, I find a quiet grace,

Home alone, I cherish my own space.