as I walk through the house
there‘s this familiar scent
it’s always around me,
always present.
a sweet air fills my nose,
so lovely, it smells like a rose
a flower that reminds me of home,
a fragrance that makes me bloom.
I smile when I notice,
it‘s my mother’s perfume.
- gio, 28.03.2020
Apr 10, 2020
Apr 10, 2020 at 12:18 PM UTC
as I walk through the house
there‘s this familiar scent
it’s always around me,
always present.
a sweet air fills my nose,
so lovely, it smells like a rose
a flower that reminds me of home,
a fragrance that makes me bloom.
I smile when I notice,
it‘s my mother’s perfume.
- gio, 28.03.2020
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