scent of May
The scent of May draws me to the lilac bush
It has blossomed this year into a tall tree
Her fragrance is unmistakable
Her blooms seem darker than ever
She awakens my sense of joy
I am in awe of this purple queen
Do you smell the lilac? I ask a little one
She nods, but I wonder
Is she smelling lilac or the scent of May?
The fragrance of verdant freshly cut grasses?
Matters not, says my confidence.
Matters only that she smells something.
Sensing a precursor to summer.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
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