Little Home It is home,
sweet home that counts on and matters. In my sound sleep also sometimes I utter. custom homes atmosphere and beautiful walls. Some type of magnetic pull that always gives call. All sweet and bad memories are deeply attached Not for a moment it takes us away and keep detached Birth place, childhood and youth very happily spent Protection under kind parents and happy moments I will never forget the place which helped to build? Kind love, affection and impregnable protective shield So much influence form all over and everything to yield Fresh air, lovely atmosphere and free games in open field You long for your own home when gain maturity It goes on in succession with continuity You have your home with kids and beautiful wife Days are passing off very smoothly in life The end of universe is your dear home You may not find beautiful city like Rome But home is called home and has no parallel When you reach at home you feel so well You may get tired while working at sites It may compel...