i remember with 5 senses

the days when i was 5
taste like bubbles
(non-toxic, wand inside)

the days when i was 8
look like tempera paint on the back steps
(each brick a different color)

the days when i was 11
smell like mod podge
(satin finish on magazine clippings)

the days when i was 15
feel like grainy cement under the lifeguard stand
(spf 35)

the days when i am 19
sound like pages
(a crush on e.b. white)