I am from where the warm ocean strokes the sand

I am from where the warm ocean strokes the sand
I am from where the Big Cotton Tree sways gently in the breeze
I am from where the sun sets into the Lion Mountains
I am from where the beans sizzle in the pan and their delicious aroma spreads through the house
I am from where they wear embroidered dresses, twirling round in every colour
I am from where the big willow tree sways in the wind
I am from where the bitter rain lashes against my face
I am from where the Autumn sun shines weakly through the foggy sky
I am from somewhere I’ve never been or seen