Momma's Uncommon Scents
Angels smell like cookies
My momma used to say
And rainbows smell like
Marshmallows…and Moonbeams
New mown hay
Faeries smell a bit like cinnamon
Whilst Trolls reek of rust
And Unicorns with spiraled horns
Well…They must surely smell
Of stable dust
She’d say these things
To me at night
With long finger posed
Longside her nose
With eyebrows arched
And knowing smile
She’d speak of
Piglets and of toes
She’d have me close
My eyes real tight
Take breaths long and deep
Have me savour
Those childhood flavours
Of Angels and cookies
Rainbows and marshmallows
Faeries and Cinnamon
Streams of Stardust deep
Moonbeams, Unicorns
New mown hay and thistle thorns
…Til at last I’d fall fast asleep…
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