Where am I?

With every snicker and smile, I see my children in the land of the living skies.

My lungs inhale the smoke 'round the fire pit.

Laughter embraces my ear drums to the sound of carpet ball.

The teeter totter squeaks and creaks, the seats bounce off the ground sending its rumbles to make them all tumble.

The waters crash against the barge and the smell of deeper creatures arise to my nostrils.

Hands push and pull me toward the edge with glee. "Oh no no no!!" I call out as my body plunges into the cool water.

Joy fills my heart as I rise.

My lungs inhale the cold, sterile air.

Young laughs echo throughout the halls at the opening and closing of thin metal doors.

Chairs squeak as the young lads and lases take their seats.

The smell of books and pencil shavings flood my nostrils.

My hearts sinks.

I miss my home, the land of the living skies.