Fragrance Lost To Heaven
"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it"
Quote - by E.E. Cummings
I still remember the day
a long time ago
when a young hapless widow
my aunt came to live with us
we fondly called her Rosy
because she had pinkish cheeks
her real name we forgot
my sister and I became her instant fans
not because she was such a beauty
we adored her for the way she treated us
she was so caring and so loving
one reason I can now understand
she found in us her unborn children
after she finished her chores at night
she would tell us the stories
she had heard from her soldier husband
the stories of the lands he had gone
of the battles he had fought and won
as she told why the bold soldier didn't return
we could see a tiny drop of tear
shine at the edge of her eyes
where a flicker of pride flashed
in the gleam of twilight hour
her lively face glowed like a flower
soaking the crimson rays of the setting sun
I saw aunt Rosy turn to a rose
wilting under the starry night sky
the fragrance lost to heaven
but the petals of her charm
are still in my heart
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September 4, 2022
Syllable count : Prime number per line (HMS)
Theme : Lost To Heaven-Aunt
Contest : Writing Challenge-In My Heart- S Forms
Sponsored by : Constance La France
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2022
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