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Sep
04
AROMA PART I (a poem for my father)

This is the first poem in a 4-part series on the concept of AROMAS… and how scents can trigger old things. Good things, bad things, Great Things.



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Aqua Velva and Old Spice under the Christmas tree


Even to this day


I think of you when I


smell them


And the short season of my life


when you were the most


precious aroma to me


I remember burying my face


in your neck


your Devil Dog haircut


pricked and prickled


and I didn’t care


little arms wrapped around


Hope


Larger than Life


Humor and Strength…


falling asleep


on Daddy’s chest