Growing up as a child, one of the cherished moments was
walking home in the evening.
The cool breeze bearing gently the
fragrance of the scented flower within our premises
It saturates the street and your nostrils with every step
that takes you closer and closer home.
With no words spoken, it oozes tons of unreserved affection
to everyone around
No pride nor prejudice – old, young, male, female, dark or
light skinned; it’s gracious to all
Varying seasons - Rain, Cold, Dry or Hot, their fragrance is
always very reliable.
Thinking about it simply brings a smile to my face even
through the years.
Loving without holding back, giving so much when having little
or nothing
Your friendship is as a clear as Crystal Sea and refreshing
as the desert oasis
You’ve earned the medal to be christened the field of scented
roses…
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