Aroma Poem by Monita Soni

Aroma



My vision

I s narrow you say
Me think not

Tis fresh
Like newly brewed coffee

Fills my lungs
Like a young french parfum

Simply natural
To thrive and survive

Our ever changing
Cultural climate

Alive like a butterfly
That flits on buttercups

With an inspiring flourish….

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Monita Soni

Monita Soni

Chandigarh, India
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