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Jun 14
There is no finer fresh breeze
to be had then those mingled
tropical scents of open seas,
coconut palms, flowering plants,
clean white sands and fresh caught
fish frying over an open fire, while
reclined upon a near deserted
pristine island beach with new
convivial friends recently met.
Memories often recalled of
traveling through the South
pacific in my youth. Now if
only I could reproduce those
Tropical scents of fragrance.
Though I must admit sitting
on my porch with a westerly
breeze and the scents of my
garden flowers and orchard
is a very close second.
Written by
Stephen E Yocum  M/North Western Oregon
(M/North Western Oregon)   
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