Where I belong

I fall asleep thinking about these faces.

I dream about these faces.

I wake up thinking about these faces.

Not a day goes by where they are not on my mind.

I always wonder what they are doing each day. What goes through their minds everyday.

I wish I could just spend day after day with them.

I may have gotten on a plane to go back to America, but my heart is still with those kids and nannies in China.

This is where I belong.