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Vanilla Accent

Some flowers smell like memories of home, Lily-of-the-valley is one of those. It's like what color is, to monochrome, sweeter than the spicy scent of a rose. It has an aromatic purity, vanilla, with hints of lemon and spice. This lily blossoms in obscurity: sprouting, as soon as Spring melts, snow and ice. Lily-of-the-valley works its magic, thethered to home and memories of Mum. It is not well known, and that's so tragic, for one sniff will convince you to plant some. I can't imagine a sweeter Spring scent than lilies, with a vanilla accent.
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Andresen Avatar
April 5, 2021 at 12:44 PM
- Congratulations :)
Pinet Avatar
April 5, 2021 at 4:38 PM
Thanks Anne-Lise, I appreciate your support my friend, Emile.
Allison Avatar
April 1, 2021 at 3:03 PM
what an exquisite poem, I recall having this lovely flower in the garden when I was growing up, thanks for the memories:-) hugs Jan xx
Pinet Avatar
April 2, 2021 at 6:45 AM
Thanks Jan, it was my mother's favorite flower, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.
Kauffman Avatar
March 23, 2021 at 10:52 AM
Emile, you have chosen one of my very favorite flowers with its divine perfume. Have several pots of it on our patio. Congratulations on your win! And best wishes ofr Chantelle's contest.
Pinet Avatar
March 23, 2021 at 1:28 PM
Thanks Sam, it was my mother's favorite flower as well, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.
Merryman Avatar
March 23, 2021 at 6:57 AM
A lovely sonnet, Emile! Congrats on your win! Blessings, Kim M
Pinet Avatar
March 23, 2021 at 7:30 AM
Thanks Kim, I appreciate your support my friend, Emile.
Hankins Avatar
March 21, 2021 at 9:59 AM
Exquisite tribute to that little flower that grows so unobtrusively in the meadows. Sometimes it finds its way into a bridal wreath. Nice work, Emile. In the fourth line, you might want to change "sent" to "scent." I think that's what you meant. You just might have a winner here!
Pinet Avatar
March 21, 2021 at 10:23 AM
Thanks L., I always appreciate it when typos are pointed out, I am so grateful my friend, thanks again, Emile.
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