The Place Where I Belong

There is a place where I feel a dearest smell. I feel a scent of delicious pastry. A sunset gleams which sparks in wall pastel. There is a place where the food is every time extremely tasty. I have a place where I am always airy. I walk on my toes between the tiles on the floor. I’m curious about where the tooth fairy is always coming from. Next time I will be ready to explore. The place of power, where I feel just right. Where I am blindly known of every corner. Where a sound of wind sings lullabies at night. Where love and joy make smiles shine stronger. This very place which I create and own, This place where I belong is called HOME!