Boxes stacked along the door, a sunrise on the floor
The kettle writes a ribbon steam, I’ve never felt this sure
We learned to name the smallest good, to listen when it calls
A soft hello inside the dark that opens all the walls
If roads divide again, I’ll carry what we grew
The ordinary shining things that taught my heart what’s true
Carry the light home — I’m open, warm, alive
Carry the light home — my heart remembers home
If I forget my way, the morning says it plain
A window writes my name in gold and leads me back again
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We taped a letter to the fridge: “Be gentle when you can.”
I fixed the squeak in hallway boards and learned a steadier stand
Your laugh still lives in every cup, the rain repeats the tune
Of how we found a brighter room inside a simple room
I don’t need perfect endings; I only need a start
A place where every mile can lay its weight down from my heart
Carry the light home — I’m open, warm, alive
Carry the light home — my heart remembers home
If I forget my way, the morning says it plain
A window writes my name in gold and leads me back again
Let every ordinary sign keep shining when it’s late
The teacup, keys, the porch lamp glow—small compass points of grace
Carry the light home — I’m open, warm, alive
Carry the light home — my heart remembers home
It doesn’t happen every day, but now I know the road
A steady breath, a gentle note—the way back to my soul
Doors unlocked, the morning bright—my name returns in light
