*This poem is modeled after James Berry’s poem, Childhood Tracks.
Hearing cars drive by on the wet road
Hearing the neighbors laughing at eleven p.m.
Hearing the birds chirping in the morning
Seeing kids walk to school
Seeing people driving in the car next to me
Seeing my parents smiling because they’re happy
Smelling flowers in my yard
Smelling the cookies my mom bakes
Smelling the shampoo on my wet hair
Feeling my soft furry blanket
Feeling my soft skin after I put lotion on
Feeling my tangled hair with its split ends
Tasting sushi at Blue C Sushi
Tasting the sweet bubble tea and tapioca balls
Tasting the tangy lemon stinging my tongue