Tag Archives: scent

Raspberries

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I stepped outside

And it hit me like a wave;

The smell of fresh dirt;

The forest floor and raspberries.

Fresh raspberries.

Right there on the cement

Surrounded by cars and buildings.

Heartfelt memories tugging.

Tugging.

A scent that cannot be duplicated by man.

I knew instantly in my heart it was my father,

Gone 20 years now.

I was taken back to childhood

Days and picking delicious raspberries in the woods;

Eating more than ended up in the bowl.

I composed myself and

Walked to my car.

Sitting in the front seat;

Missing him.

I turned the key to start the

Engine

And there was his song playing.

The one my siblings and I requested on the Radio station the day of his funeral.

I am glad he reminds me he is near.

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Rush

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Do not rush spring

Because winter

Was too long.
Enjoy the awakening

And the return of

Each flowers sweet scent.

The delicate unfolding of each petal.

Each opening of

Every new growth on the branch

Of the pussy willow

And push of the tenacious root through soil.

Feel the awakening of the moment

As they too welcome and embrace you.