You know that warm fuzzy feeling you have inside, That one place where you feel happy and sad at the same time, kind of a “sweet spot?” That’s what we call it on Sweet Street……
On Sweet Street there is always nice elder women making pies, cookies and Christmas cakes, in my home it always smells of sweet sugar cookies and spicy pumpkin muffins. during winter children go to the ice rink and go ice skating. In the summer children play outside and go to the swimming hole.
On Sweet Street everyone is different they have Small houses, Tall houses, Big houses or Long houses. No matter what every house is different, but in my house….. It’s not just a house but it’s my home.