Where I belong

Walking down an empty street,
the only sound, the clump of my feet,
I have been searching all day long,
To find out where I belong.
The windows all boarded shut,
the silence bites me, but,
I must still walk along,
To find out where I belong.
The stream gurgles as I pass by,
and I hear a joyful cry,
I look up a shout on the tip of my tongue,
I have found where I belong.
I see her, beautiful as the sea,
running towards me,
she gives me a hug so strong,
This is where I belong.
In her arms.