there is a scent
of perfume
in the air
wafting
from the fields
of flowers
on an
overcast day
encasing
the day
with nature’s incense
attracting
the tiniest of birds
that never light upon
the fragile petals
in a blink
they have bulleted away
leaving
the flowers
to dance in a quiet breeze
there is a scent
of perfume
in the air
wafting
from the fields
of flowers
on an
overcast day
encasing
the day
with nature’s incense
that stirs
pictures
from ones past
those special moments
embroidered
to the heart
those memories
that bring
a smile to your face
and a tear to the eye
there is a scent
of perfume
in the air