The Sweet Smell Of Jasmine Poem by Audrey Heller

You can feel the humidity, hang heavy!
The sweet smell of jasmine, peremating
the air. It's the night blooming jasmine
constantly, lingering there! At times the
air remains so thick, you can cut it with
a knife. Making it difficult to breathe.
Somehow, you get used to it and still,
I'll never leave. I love the warm, sunny
climate, along with all it may bring. I
never did miss, the changing of the
seasons. Warm weather for me, is
the thing! Ever since I was very young,
I remember summer, was my favorite
time of the year. For whatever reason,
it may be, I feel better, living here! The
south, was made to order, for people
just like me. And here is where I intend
to stay, quite contentedly!