Nature's Scent Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Nature's Scent



Caring. Not caring. Light as a leaf.
Floating on freedom - no thought of dying.
Flowers breaking from the ground - stinging the air with their fragrance.
A sense of fidelity sits in the clouds, as birds slip through the air.
A scent of nature is wafted this way, a radio blares and scares it away.

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