Written by: Kim Merryman

Sweet is the taste of golden honey,
As it drips upon my tongue.
Sweet is the sound of a baby's sigh,
Sweetest song ever sung.

Sweet is the scent of wisteria blooms,
Wafting through the springtime air.
Sweet is the touch of my lover's hand,
As he runs it through my hair.

Sweet is the sight of an elderly couple,
Strolling and holding hands.
Sweet are the "Aha!" moments of life,
The ones that are never planned.

Kim Merryman
Entered in PD's "one word title" contest.