StarKite1

This is my safe haven. A place I call my own. Perfection and harmony. This is my throne. Waking calmly in the morning. Blissful dreams in the night. A chorus of hums, chirps, maybe laughter. It must be just right. Whether birds are singing, Or cars honk or just ride. I must feel welcomed. I must be fine in and outside. This is my place. It’s all mine, to do with as I please. After all, that’s what a home is. So, you should feel at ease.