crypticbard
Feb 09, 2013

Mama

.

Once,
so long ago now, it seems;
Every thing touched
& everywhere
that I turned,
her scent permeated
both air & skin.

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About This Poem

Last Few Words: Childhood smells are almost always garlanded by the personal scent of one's primary care giver.

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Country/Region: AUS

Favorite Poets: There is nothing quite as boring as a life completely devoid of shadows.

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