The Sweet Smell of Spring

The sweet smell of spring Danced on the autumn winds Under the eaves of the wooden cottage Past the old rusted screens Filling the room with fragrance From the flowers that hid from view Out past the garden And far beyond Into the dense green forest That guarded the old house From the music of fierce songbirds That sang in the morning sun She dreams of days to come Though he cannot see her Or hear the laughter That comes when she thinks of him Nor does he know that today She wears her summer blue dress Because he loved the way it fell Across the curves of her body Today the day will be brighter The sky will be bluer And the earth will turn more gently Because she knows he thinks of her Thinking of him And like her he dreams Of days to come