Remembering China

In the land of China, where my childhood was spent

I'm transported back now as if time has relented

I close my eyes and the memories flood back

My senses are alive, there's no need to backtrack

The scent of jasmine tea fills up my nose

As I sit with my family, everybody knows

The fragrance of roasted duck wafts through the air

And the sound of chopsticks clinking is everywhere

Steaming bowls of rice, hot and fluffy and white

Fill the room with a comforting, homely delight

My tastebuds dance as I take in each bite

Of dim sum, dumplings, and noodles, all done right

I remember the feel of the silk dresses I wore

And the way the fabric bounced and swayed as I explored

The streets of Shanghai, bustling with life

The feeling of adventure cutting through any strife

The sound of street vendors shouting and hawking

The taste of sweet mangoes that we loved to go picking

All these sensations come flooding back to me

As if I'm back in time, truly living free

The feel of the sun on my skin at midday

As I played in the courtyard with friends, laughing away

Jumping rope and playing tag until it was night

Running around like wild children, pure delight

The scent of sandalwood incense, burning bright

In the ancient temple where we prayed every night

Watching the monks bowing their heads in prayer

Taking in the solemnity, the reverence in the air

The sound of the bamboo flute, a melody so sweet

Played by a street musician, sitting alone on the street

The beauty of the music, floating through the air

Making my heart soar, taking me somewhere

I see the bright colors of the lanterns in the night

As we walked through the streets, bathed in their light

The smell of sizzling street food, tempted us to try

Each new delicacy, as we walked by and by

I remember the texture of the silk embroidery

On the dresses, my mother made for me with such clarity

The feeling of pride as I twirled around in delight

In the beautiful dresses, my heart light

The taste of shaved ice on a hot summer's day

As we sat under the trees, taking in the cool shade

The feeling of the icy treat melting on my tongue

A sweet relief, making my body young

All these sensations come flooding back to me

As if I'm reliving those moments so free

My senses reawakened, and a time capsule found

Taking me back to a land where I was once bound

In China, my childhood memories come alive

As I use my senses to take a nostalgic dive

A sensory journey through time, a magical flight

As I reminisce over memories, once out of sight

The sights, sounds, smells, tastes, and textures

All bring back the rich tapestry of my childhood fixtures

A symphony of sensations that tell my story

A sensational poem, a tribute to my own glory.