I return home
With no one to welcome
Yet it is my place
Final rest house with peace
It is like small hut
Sans al facilities but
It caters my wish
I calm down with fine finish
Night is spent
The worries are absent
I find it heavenly
As if blessed by Him already
It is made of dream with reality
And may look inferior with quality
Yet I find it peaceful
To rest and lay down as successful
Morning is back with cheers
I find happiness and no fears
Day stats with fun fare
I brace up and bravely dare
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