My home is what I make.
It’s my full-time occupation.
I give it my all every day
Without any expectation.
My home is my family,
And I am because of them.
Laughter, music, and wit,
Are all a mandatory tradition.
My home is my temple.
I’m the keeper of its purity.
To all the enters, I’m watchful,
And evil has no place in it.
My home is my expression.
It’s a mirror of what I feel.
Every detail and decoration
Is arranged intentionally.
My home is what I live for,
And, I don’t earn a salary.
But yes, I’m a homemaker
And this is enough for me.
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