I am a child

I am a child
I am all things of my past
I am the skater of my brother
I am the smartness of my father
I am all I hear
Older brothers shouting at me
Dads car car going into the garage
And my brothers radio as loud as it can go
I am all i feel and taste
Lenard's grippe skateboard
My mums chocolate icing in my mouth
And grass in between my toes
I am all I smell
My mums perfume
And  cookies burning in the oven
And all I remember
Flying on a plane to New Zealand
And getting my very first stuff toy
I am a child of the future
I am a professional skater 
By Layla